Yesterday~Tomorrow~Today Take A Few Minutes Out To Remember

Teach us to realize the brevity of life, so that we may gain a heart of wisdom. Psalm 90:12 (NIV and NLT)

Nearly 500 days ago, I first published this post and with the 2016-2017 school year off to a start and the school busses rolling again, I wanted to repost it. While we don’t want to “live in the past”, as Al Stewart sings boldly in his famous 1978 hit, Time Passages. The following green text is from my original post in early May, 2015. I hope this post will rekindle some special memories in your heart today.

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This time last year, we were smack-dab in the middle of our two children’s weddings and our son’s commencement from Wheaton College. My, what a difference one year can make.

March 29, 2014 Leah Page Andrews, left and Jessica Morris Page, right.
Walker moves into his home away from home at Wheaton College, Fall 2010.

Now, it is May 2015, and here in our community and beyond, I know many, many families who are celebrating weddings and graduations themselves. More and more dear friends are becoming grandparents, welcoming little ones into their world. I wish you all well as you witness the union of your children, watch your young adult walking across that stage after accomplishing their goals or meet your grandbaby for the very first time.

Well I'm not the kind to live in the past. The years run too short and the days too fast. The things you lean on are the things that don't last. Well it's just now and then my line gets cast into these time passages. Al Stewart Time Passages 1978, US Top Ten


August 1993 Leah (age 4 1/2) and Walker (age 17 months)

This time forty years ago, our family lived at 655 Webster Drive and the six kids had a separate phone number for our friends to call in on, ’cause Daddy was an Ob-Gyn in a solo-practice, and needed to have a clear line at all times. Our phone looked just like this and sat upon an old heater in our basement. The number was 636-9339. Yep, there was no area code needed. When we were out for the evening, my parents let the phone ring off the wall because they knew there was a friend of ours on the other line wondering where we might be.


This time thirty-four years ago, I was putting up that huge hamburger bulletin board: “It’s Summer! Hold the Homework!” for my fifth grade students. I was also counting the days for my Summer Break. Back then, the 3 best things about teaching were: June, July and August. I was serving time on bus duty, loving on my students who were mostly from the projects. I loved teaching and the difference I had the chance to make in the life of individual children.

This time twenty-seven years ago, I was halfway through my pregnancy with our first child. A child we had longed for, prayed for, after more than 3 years of infertility. Our daughter, Leah Suzanne weighed in at 7 lbs. 4 oz, measuring 19 1/2 inches and has been a bright light in our days since then.

One more University of Georgia football game before we become parents!
Pure Joy as they peek in at Leah in the hospital bassinet. Cousin Amy was so proud at age 7 that she stayed up all night waiting for Leah, and her Mom, Mary Ann was a great birthing coach.
Aunt Laura Lea gets a chance to meet her new niece, Leah.

This time nine years ago, our first born graduated from Kennesaw Mountain High School, while our son finished up his ninth grade year at Mount Paran.

And in all these years, along with our friends and our family, I have been a part of lots of joyous celebrations and tragedies that are too many to count. Thankfully, I have found it to be true that friends divide sorrow and multiply joy. Dozens of people whom I have loved have passed on, several of them passing at a much younger age than one might expect.  My parents have both taken their leave.  Still, I am here, living out my days, one by one.

My parents, GoodMama and GoodDaddy, were married 58 years before Mama went on ahead of Daddy in 2006.

You are doing the same in your world…living, loving, laughing, caring and sharing LIFE.

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As I consider again, where I was this time last year, I am feeling peaceful,

though a bit nostalgic and reminiscent, as well.

What memories do you want to take a few minutes to reflect on?

Memories from 40, 34, 27, or 9 years ago?

Day by day, our life is a gift.


Yesterday is History. Tomorrow is a Mystery. Today is a Gift and that is why we call it The Present. ~Anonymous~
One of my Mama’s favorite quotes: Bloom Where You Are Planted.