Never Forget

It is pretty much possible that all last week I lived in memory.

I reminisced on the days of old and had that little twinge of sad in my belly.

I don’t miss college, but this week, I missed the happy memories of it.

I spent my entire week helping my old social club perfect their Jamboree show. For those of you who don’t know what Jamboree is, let me help you.

DIY costumes, makeup, dance moves, cheers, acting, pop music, no sleep ever, girls AND boys wear make up, complete club bonding

Major competition, all for a trophy.

This year my sweet club did Aladdin, and y’all it was the CUTEST.





I got to see old friends who have gone on their way, but made it back for jamboree. We were able to catch up and LAUGH, LAUGH, LAUGH at the days when it was us doing all of this non-sense. Jamboree is the a place where friendships are created and bonds are formed. All those crazy alums that showed up this week were my sweet friends all because of that one season in our lives.





Oh and did I mention that they won???!!!! 🙂


BUT, let me tell you, the moment that captured me most was my coffee date with my three best friends.  The three girls who shared campus bedrooms and bathrooms, kitchens and ate yucky caf food with me.  They went to chapel with me, and squeezed through the doors of college curfew.  We would run across campus and pretend we were flying, and we loved when people stared with judgement in their eyes. We did jamboree together and even competed with one another.  They experienced my deepest pains and rejoiced with my wildest joys.  These girls, they were my people.  Today, life has changed us, naturally, but our memories hold us tight.



(btw, this is my favorite shot of Kay.  I accidentally snapped a picture, and there is her beautiful awkward smile lighting up the shot.)

also, the bride to be…

I didn’t have a big friend group in college like everyone else, but I had these girls. They were and still are my rock.

Our sweetest Abbey is getting married in October and so in the forty-five minutes we had to catch up before Jamboree 2015 began, we talked all things weddings, and laughed as Abbey chowed down on Taco Bell… nothing has changed.


We sat in a cold Coffee Hut that rests across the street from the Campus that brought us all together.  A few times I glanced across to see that tip of the business building and it made me thankful for that place.  I never thought I would have thankfulness within me for Faulkner, but I do. I thank Faulkner for these girls and the memories we have together.


Our lives have put us all over the map and pulled us in so many directions. But the memories we made are what never let us go. I love that life goes on.  There are days when it hurts to accept that phrase, but if life didn’t move on, we wouldn’t have the memories to remember.

I can’t wait for what else happens in this life. I want to keep remembering with all my people until we all sit at the feet of Jesus, and remember what He did for all of us.

I can see Him looking at all of us, with a smile on His face and saying, “I always remembered you.”

Never forget.

Be Known

This weekend we had a birthday celebration for one of ours.

My brother-in-law, Todd, turned 28 on the 28th. So fun, right? We made all of his favorite meals from growing up and listened to rock and roll.  Dad even did a little air guitar and reminisced on his glory days of a garage band he had in the early 70s.


Although he carries a different last name, he is one of our own.


We ate dinner, told stories, and belly laughed the whole time. We made birthday brownies and Todd blew out the candles.  Let’s be real here, even if you’re turning 90, every one needs candles to blow out on their birthday.

My husband got a gift for Todd, and to be completely honest, it was one that I was a little embarrassed to give.  It was an X-men arch-angel figurine… like seriously?  Cody, my husband, assured me that it was something that could be cool for Todd to get and be able to share with our newest nephew one day.



So I agreed and was a perfect wife in letting my husband purchase this gift. 🙂

The candles were blown out and present time was pursuing us.  So, Cody got up from the table and hands Todd his birthday gift in a crumpled up bag he found under the bed in my parents guest room… to say we were unprepared is an understatement.

Cody’s letter, written on an index card, said “I hope your 28th year gives you everything you ever wanted. Happy Birthday! Love, Cody and Laura.”

I felt my heart race, a little nervous at the reaction to such a silly gift. I mean what 28 year old wants an X-men figurine?

Todd opened the present and completely stopped. He wouldn’t look up, he wouldn’t speak, he just stared at his figurine in complete silence. The room was so silent that all I could hear was my heart beat, and every second of silence my heart raced louder and louder.

“I mean, it’s okay if you don’t like it man” Cody said nervously.

“Yeah, Todd, it really is okay, Cody just thought it would be cool.” I said as I felt my heart beat in my throat.

Todd finally looked up and Cody and said “How did you remember?”


You see, months ago, Todd jokingly told Cody a story of Christmas when he was a boy.  He recalled being a spoiled child growing up.  He said there was never a Christmas where he did not get what he asked for.  One particular Christmas, I believe when he was 6-years-old, Todd wanted the X-men arch-angel figurine.  He says “Don’t get me wrong, I loved every single present I ever got, but I really wanted that arch-angel.”  Todd seemed to recall that he never forgot that Christmas.

But Cody never forgot that conversation.

The initial idea of the gift was so silly, but what made that gift special was the moment that Todd opened it and realized that he was known.  Todd, in those long moments of silence, recognized that this new family he married really did know him, they listened to him, they want only the best for him.

Isn’t it amazing? The way we feel when we realize that someone remembered something important to us?  What seemed stupid to everyone else, means the world to you?

When you have that moment, the moment where someone remembers, don’t forget to pass it on.

That God of ours. The one that created us, He knows us best. Better than any other creature on earth. Be known by Him, and learn to know others too.