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.)
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.”