See those socks I'm wearing? My Stacy gave me those socks, and I wore them when Hallie was born, and I wore them when Hanna was born. I think it's safe to say that they are my favorite socks.
When I was in fourth grade, and preparing to move again, I used to dream of a neighborhood full of the people I had known and loved up to that point in my life. I've since had this discussion with other friends of mine, how nice it would be to just congregate all in one place the people you hold dear and live out your lives feeling safe and secure.
And I truly can't believe it has taken me this long to figure it out, but it just now occurs to me that this is the appeal of heaven. And while I hope I have another strong sixty, seventy years down here, I'm happy knowing that someday this vision of mine will come true.