Brains and Love

Six years ago when we moved to Columbia, we moved our building and lots of boxes of our stuff we didn’t need to our IL’s backyard.  Most of the boxes held books and papers from my office and lots of knick knacks we didn’t have room for in the apartment. FIL spent some time about two weeks ago trying to clean out the building and reminded us of all our boxes in there.  I was actually interested in going through them because I recently could not find a journal I knew existed.

(I know, bad picture)

Yesterday on a whim, still dressed in my church clothes I decided to check it out.  Well, let’s just say I found my journal and about 3 months worth of blogging material if nothing else.  So many memories from my last years in high school, all my college years and Scott and I’s engagement and marriage.

It reminded me of two things.

One, I am smart.  I know I’m all hot bloggerish and all *ahem* (if anything, pictures proved very different) but I really am smart too.  I kept so many things from school and one after another reminded me of all my accomplishments.  Junior Scholar, Phi Kappa Phi, Upsilon Pi Epsilon, Internships, Honor Roll, etc. Then I went through all my Calculus and Writing notebooks from college and dang ya’ll, I have no idea what that means.  But I did.  At one point my brain comprehended all that.  And just this weekend I was wondering why I was writing a book.  And you know what?  I’m writing because I have a good idea and I’m smart and creative and I should.  And I should do a lot more than that.  I don’t know what but I’m capable and I should do it!

And two, I was deliriously in love with Scott.  And I use the word “was” only because it was that first love, make-you-scrapbooks-and-mixed-tapes kind of love.  And it’s not to say I don’t love him anymore.  After 15 years of being with him, I love him much more now to the point he is almost literally my other half, a part of me.  But seeing all those scrapbooks and yearbook dedications and such was refreshing.

I do plan to blog about a few things I found.  Some funny, some sweet.  But today, I’ll leave you with my 20 year prediction and and dedications from my Senior Paper.

20 year prediction.  Kind of close actually:

Senior Dedication.  I don’t expect you to know anyone except MD is Melissa , HW is Heather (part of Joshes on HW is explained here) and SB is Scott.  I just thought reading the end 12 years later was a little bit of “awww”.