I can admit when I'm mistaken. I can eat some crow.
Well I gave it a chance like I told you all I would. I kept my Facebook page and even looked at it once in a while. Over the course of four months, it has morphed into something that represents a little fun.
I mean, it's not blogging or anything, but it has some valid
Facebook stock went up considerably to me when I found a dear friend from high school youth group (hi Jody!) that I have no idea how we ever lost touch. Then, through her I found three of my high school youth group leaders.
I have been chuckling about the fact that these leaders seemed "old" to me when I was 15. Apparently, I seemed quite young to them!
And now I realize how incredibly young they were (that's probably why they were so much fun). In truth, we are probably are less than ten years apart in age.
And now we're peers. It's been fun catching up and sharing pictures
of our kids.
It is even funnier to hear about their memories of me. Apparently I was a precocious teenager (yes I had to look it up in the dictionary P.K. and thank you!). I can't remember how Tony referred to me, but I'm sure I was quite a punk in his eyes.
That's okay though, because I remember those same leaders doing lip synching to MC Hammer and telling us about picking off and saving scabs to give to a girlfriend.
I stand corrected.