Glad to still be here for reunions and life

I attended a high school reunion Saturday night in Waco. Zack opted out. It was more than mildly horrifying to see people as older versions of little kids I knew. My mind sees them as forever 18 at the oldest. It’s sometimes difficult to process this. I didn’t enjoy driving back home in the dark on Highway 6 either. At least we now have passing lanes, and traffic was light. I’m glad to be here…