"What were you doing 12 years ago, at this exact time?" my friend Joan asked me Sunday afternoon as we watched from deck chairs as four of our combined five children frolicked in the pool.
"I think we were probably @ the reception," I mused. She asked more questions about our marriage and where we lived, and as I was recounting it, I thought of how our life has pretty much come full circle. I described how shortly after our wedding we took all of our earthy belongings-- a 1950s bedroom set from the newspaper, a couch (loveseat really) that his grandma recovered in a khacki check, and a pressed board entertainment center we had splurged on at Sears and moved into our married student housing apartment in Urbana.
Joan's a U of I girl too, so she knows the area, and laughed as I described the mailboxes @ the entry of our cinderblock mansion. I wish we had taken a photo of the names on those boxes. Chinese names, and African ones, more Chinese and then, smack in the middle, JOHNSON emblazoned on #201. Full circle. Our mailbox today looks the same!
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