I think I might be getting old.

I've been going along through life feeling fairly young until last night, when suddenly I realized that I am old. We were having family movie night, and suddenly here I am trying to explain to my kids what a typewriter is and what a record player is. Then I started thinking about how many things have changed in my lifetime. The first tv I remember was black and white with an antennae. The first video game my family owned was Pong... which doesn't even come from the same planet as the Wii. I can remember how huge our first video cassette player was. There are cell phones now. We started with a rotary phone with the receiver on a cord. Cameras shot 110 film and they printed out 3x5 prints. I'm beginning to feel like an antique.

Then I started thinking about how old I am and realized that it has been 20 years since I was a Freshman at BYU. Whoa! Where did the time go? It doesn't seem like 20 years since I met my friend Mara and she flipped jello on me at our first cafeteria meal together :) If you'd asked me the first day of school if Mara and I would be friends 20 years from then, I would have given you a "yeah, right" look. LOL But she's been one of my best friends through the years. Of course, if you'd asked me my Freshman year if I'd marry Alan Walker on down the road, I would have laughed you right out of the dorm room. Yet here he is, the love of my life. (yes, Alan and I were in our Freshman ward together. I dated his brother Russell's roommate David, whom I am sure would have a good laugh if he knew I married into Russell's family) It is probably a good thing we can't see the future. We would probably run from a lot of things that turn out to be great blessings in our lives :)