Well since my last posting I have celebrated another birthday. I don't know why, but this particular birthday was different than all the rest.
I remember some of my past celebrations... like Chuckie Cheese's when my dad didn't come home on time and I mom walked the entire birthday party ,which was also a sleep-over, to Chuckie Cheese because she couldn't drive us all in one car and wouldn't leave some behind and make 2 trips. We only lived a 10 minute walk away. Or my 21st birthday which was on Easter Sunday and the only bar open was Black Angus and my sister drank more than me. When we got home my mom said "You aren't even drunk." Then my bestfriend, Danielle said "your mom is so sweet, cuz you are trashed." 4 days after my 28th birthday my dad died. I remember asking him not to die on my birthday; thanks daddy. The Waco, TX cult raid happened on my birthday. So did the Oklahoma bombing. I was born on my Great-Grandmother on my moms side birthday and my Grandfather on my dads side birthday.
I have come to learn that around the 19th of April God gets real busy. This year I feel as though I am entering a new season of life. I am a widow and my parents are gone too. I have 2 amazing little boys that fill my life with love and laughter everyday. I am getting remarried to an incredible man. To be a bride at 39 is a little wierd. I am struggling with how I want to mark this season in my life. I grew up as Jennifer Tootle. I have lived a wonderful life as Jennifer Greenway. Who will I be as Jennifer Taylor?
Seasons of my life remind me that there is only one way to
LIVE LIFE and that is OUT LOUD.
"Happy Birthday to you whenever your special day is." -Jennifer
