That's a phrase that my 27 year old son (can he be THAT old? Mercy!) uses. He refers to parts of his adolescence and young adulthood when he was more drug-involved and on the fringes of regular life. "Back in the day" he says.
He's having an interesting time acting as a speaker for Parent Group which definitely falls in the "truth is stranger than fiction' category. He does an excellent job, has a lot of interesting things to say, poised articulate. Very well-received. He can stand in front of an audience and speak in well-developed paragraphs just as he can write them. I always knew he was a talent. Maybe this will go somewhere for him, but even if it doesn't, he's gotten some valuable experience.
Waidaminute. I started this post out for my own self 'back in the day'. Not my son though he may be much more interesting. Through Facebook, I received some old pictures that somebody took in the old Crown College days. pre 1974. That's me. With my eyes closed. With my boyfriend at the time Steve. Who I still have a bit of contact with. What I wonder about myself is...why did I think that having a boyfriend and always being with him was so gosh darn important at that time? He's not a bad guy nor a bad boyfriend, not at all. But why did I feel that it was SO important??? It was a time of introspection but when I see the pictures, I wonder about my own self. Am I different now?
I'm married 33 years. Not to Steve. But I do feel that my relationship with my husband is really the most important thing. So maybe not!
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