Anniversaries!
As a history buff I am a stickler for dates and events, the ever-linear timeline of life. For example, every year on September 1st I acknowledge Germany's invasion of Poland in 1939. I know that sounds very weird and is not disguised as some sort of political or idealogical message. It is simply a fact of historical record that I chuckle about whenever I think of it. Recently I had quite a few dates of remembrance. First was January 30th, which is the date my paternal grandfather passed away fifteen years ago. At the time, yours truly was under thirty days away from getting released from incarceration and was never able to see him again this side of Heaven. Immediately following on February 2nd, I marked ten years since moving into my present residence. Wow, have I really lived here this long? When living in Houston, it seems like I was moving every six months. Father God has richly blessed me with stability and somewhat afford...