I'm in South Dakota this week for my friend's wedding. It has been wonderful to be with old friends. Almost everyone from my high school class was at the wedding. Okay, now before I let you marvel at how tight knit our class is, and how monumental Rachel's wedding was, I must mention that my graduating class had a grand total of ten people in it. Four of the ten have spouses, now that Rachel has become "Mrs. Schuur". When we were seniors, the five girls "buried" a time capsule. By bury, I mean in the closet. We chose this option instead of the more commonly used method of burrying the memories in the ground (I know, I know...not quite as romantic as packing dirt over the box, but our slumber party was over so a quick burial was necessary). Ha! Now that I think of it, that was the morning after our "homework burning" bonfire. We collected all of the assignments we'd completed over the four years of high school (Rachel, being the over-achiever she is, had saved all her Jr. High work as well). Wow. What a celebratory ritual! So, we are supposed to uncover the time capsule after 5 years. That will be next year. I can't wait to get my N'Sync CD back... ;-)
I'm staying with good family friends this week. It's been such a treat to stay with the Hofer's. I've been studying Texas Government in the living room most of the day. I watched the sun set over the South Dakota corn fields as Tony Bennet sang love songs to me. It was lovely. Rebekah and I went on a bike ride and then spent the last four hours talking. That conversation is actually what stirred me to write. Funny thing is--my full heart didn't spill on to this post. I guess these heart thougts are for the pages of my journal. For now anyway.
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