I’ve decided to go to Northport next week.  I thought it over and came to the conclusion that I can’t let the past run my life and dictate my actions.  If I run into people I may not want to, I’ll meet them with a smile and my head held high.  I running my own life and plotting my own course.  I told my friend Shane today that life is full of ups and downs and that’s right.  If it weren’t a rollar coaster ride, what would be the fun of it?  What would we learn?  Nothing, that’s what.    I am a student of life and can’t wait to pass any popquiz that may come along. 

I just received an email from a friend/former boss from Alabama who wrote to invite me to the Heritage Sunday/Homecoming/Scholarship Student Reunion at the church where I used to work.  My experience in Alabama was not the best on the whole, but my time at Northport United Methodist Church was truly a blessing.  I want to go and see all of the sweet and lovely people I’ve missed over the years, but I’m still under the shadow of not wanting to see certain other people.  What should I do? 

I suppose that this situation is a micro-version of life.  We go through our various and sundry lives mixing the good with the bad.  We treasure those people who have made a difference for the better in our lives, but some of us are doomed to forever hide from those things that may be painful.  Isn’t it funny/sad?