Three Sons and 21 years....

Well it's definitely been one of those weeks so far. Spent Monday and Tuesday at the hospital with our youngest son Beau who had to have his appendix taken out. That was the first one of our sons that ever had to spend the night in the hospital. So considering that we've been parents for 24 years and only had to spend one night at the hospital with any one of them is a real blessing for which we are thankful. He's doing well and having heard the horror stories about people whose appendix burst and hadto spend three weeks or longer in the hospital, I'm even more thankful. Speaking of having a son that's 24 as of yesterday. Yes, our first born turned 24 which is the same age I was when he was born. Talk about life turning. Brock is a dj on a morning show in NW Arkansas and loves what he does. God has given him a wonderful opportunity for as young as he is and I remind him often that he should be thankful for the talent God has given him. I'm sure he is... I trust he'll always use it in the right ways. Blake, the middle son will be 21 in about three weeks. He's finishing his Jr. year of college and getting ready to have surgery himself. ACL blew out during basketball season so we have to repair that and then start the arduous task of rehabbing. 6 months worth. Oh what fun. He's the only one of the three that's even half way serious and in a relationship. A really sharp and beautiful young lady that graduates tomorrow. I guess time will tell where they'll end up. And finally this Sunday begins our 22nd year in Southwest City. It's hard to believe in some ways and in others it seems like just a few days ago. But all I have to do to realize that it's actually been 21 years is to look at the three sons mentioned above and know that life has definitely progressed and passed by, rather quickly now that you mention it and it has been 21 years without a doubt. Good years, challenging years, productive years, but 21 years for sure.