It's almost the beginning of autumn...but we're not quite there yet. I love this time of year, because I love the inbetween. The not-quite is infinitely more interesting than anything more 'finished' or definitive. I've learned that the inbetween is where all the real fun takes place.
It's September 28th--my son has turned 23 tonight. It makes me reflect on what a great year that is in a person's life-- to be 23. I can't even tell you what I was doing--actually,that seems to be one of the great things about being 23--who cares what you're doing! But I want to tell anyone out there even close to 23 that I also know it is a trying time. And I would love to hear from anyone out there-- Hey...what do you think about 23?
