Wednesday, November 25, 2009
5:02 PM
By the way....
the Growing Up Me segments will not be in any specific order. I find new stuff all of the time so I would have to go back and start over every other day if I tried keeping everything in order. I'm way too OCD to start in order and then let it get jumbled. So don't be confused if you see something from my high school years posted right after something from preschool. Everything from here on out will go up randomly.
This message brought to you by our sponsor, Mr. Bubble. When I was a small child, he did indeed make getting clean as much fun as getting dirty. Finding this beautiful pink box setting inside of the bathroom cabinet was just as exciting to me as finding a toy. My mom didn't buy it very often. It was considered a bit of a "luxury" item in those days so when we did get some, it was a real treat. The sight of this box still makes me feel good inside. Expect to hear me say that a lot in this series of posts. It is precisely because all of these things I am including in my reminiscent journey have always inspired feelings of unspeakable happiness and innocense, that I am taking the time to share them with you in the first place. Sometimes we can only see the abundant grace and lavish love of our Creator in big, dramatic, lifechanging events. But sometimes, the reminders come in something as simple as a box of powdered bubbles.