Live from Connecticut

 

This has been a long day.  I woke up at 4:30a so that we could be at Denver International Airport for a 8:30a flight.  We ended up having to deplane because the plane wasn’t in working order.  Luckily we only had an hour and a half delay.  I got to see the NYC skyline as we flew in.  God I love that city.  Now there is talk of doing NYC tomorrow with my family.  Only time will tell.

I wrote a memory while on the plane.  Since I told you about the announcement of my sister’s pregnancy yesterday, it felt right to tell you about the day she was born.  A side note: My niece is here in Connecticut with me…about to turn seven years old.  Time really does fly.

Day Fifteen: Birth of My Niece

 

Six years Later…

The Fifth of July is always a complicated day for me.  Anniversaries–no matter what kind of anniversery–tend to remind you of the day that something took place.  My event took place on July 5th, 2006.  I was a month away from starting my senior year of high school.  I was dating a nerdy girl who I thought I was in love with.  For the two weeks prior to that date, I was in shock.  She was pregnant.  I didn’t know what to do.

I’ve written a lot about this situation.  If you haven’t read my full acount, it can be found here.  I have started a tradition of just writing out my thoughts on the anniversary of the abortion.  My thoughts evolve so much from year to year–even now.  Here is a link to what came out when I sat down to write today.

Jaccob: Year Six

Fire a Brewing

I’ve become rather obsessed with the fire exploding outside town.  It started at 6:00AM yesterday morning.  Now, some 32 hours later, it is already bigger than 14,000 acres.  They are evacuating people on the north side of town and into the mountains.  After going for a swim in the Reservoir this morning, we drove as close to the fire as we could.  Although the fire was fascinating, it was the evacuating population that caught my attention.  Watching people loading up their vehicles.  One man was chasing down his dog.  At the evacuation center, young people were gathered in the parking lot because there was nowhere else to go.  It’s fascinating how disasters mess with culture.

I worked for several hours yesterday and hope to continue to do so today.  I am already deep into the third draft of my book.  I also got a lot done on my Elance job.  So…today will consist of more editing and hopefully finishing off the first part of the Elance job.  It’ll be hard work….but it’ll be worth it.  Until tomorrow, here is day three of my memory challenge.  It’s different than the others (and kind of cheating), but just go with it.

Day Three: The Abortion & Remembrance