Oh My Gosh! I Haven't Seen You in Forever!!

We've been going to Church T for three and a half years now. We've met a lot of new people, and honestly, there are people there I still don't know. Since we've transitioned to a two service format there have been new people coming to the second service that we've never even met, plus old friends we rarely see (we get to be first service people).

But this morning, the announcements lady said someone recently landed from Scotland and she had brought her dad from Illinois. My head jerked around, scanning the crowd until, Yes! I can't believe it!

Jim Holt was back in town.

I spoke with him briefly after service. He's older and rounder (but aren't we all?), but he's still just Jim. I kept expecting him to break into song, or at least do a little dance step. But, sadly, he didn't. Instead we filled Pastor Arron in on our past association. "

"You know him?"
"Yeah, we went to high school together. We were in choir together, and a musical."
"And we rode the bus together." "Oh my gosh, that's right!"
"She knew me when I drove the Yugo."

Then I learned of their working together at a local store.

"We were at work the night Michael Jordan played ball for the first time in three years. We just stood there like this (arms crossed, leaned back, face slack) , watching it on the screens at work."
"Wait, wait wait. What about Friday nights? Eighties Friday nights? I used to watch Aaron dance to Ton Loc."

And for just a moment, I wasn't a middle-aged mom of three, but instead, I was transported back to a different time. One of teased hair and pegged pants, football games and pep rallies, term papers and pop quizzes.

But then I had to go because real life was waiting in the van.