20 years ago
20 years ago, I would have shrieked with delight if Ty Detmer passed me on the trail to the Y. Yesterday, I just pointed excitedly after he walked past....with his teenage daughter. OK. After he was gone, I shrieked a little. And 20 years ago, I wouldn't have been afraid to go to a class reunion. Mine is tonight and I find myself terrified to go. I have built up so many negative emotions about my high school years that I don't want to subject myself to it again. But, as Sam reminds me, I can do hard things. And so, I am forcing myself to go and be brave and smile and pretend that I am not still extremely insecure! I hope that I have improved in other more noticeable ways over the past 20 years -- aside from a slightly greater level of maturity in regards to BYU football icon sightings. Maybe my head of grey hair will give me some credibility.