365 days until Erich and Emma's wedding. It's hard to believe that this little boy I carried, nurtured and love is going to begin his own little family soon. I know that the event will be beautiful, and that they will be beautiful as well. I hope that their life together is beautiful and filled with blessings that friends, family and faith can bring.
I'm riding the bus these days -- a nod toward saving money, avoiding traffic and making the world a tiny bit better by conserving energy. It does take a bit of planning, but I'm getting used to that. You can text the bus company for information on the next buses at your stop, so this is a useful tool that I've begun to employ. There's always something interesting to see on the bus: a guide dog, laying quietly beneath her master's feet; children with their parents, taking a trip to the library, the loquacious Purdue freshman chattering on her phone. They polish the wooden seats up on the trolley so much that you're lucky not to slide off when the driver rounds the corner! But it's a good metaphor for life: Sometimes you have to just hang on.
