18 years ago, I was in college.
18 years ago, I was “single”
18 years ago, I lived in Florida.
18 years ago, the only thing we had to worry about was what stupid thing would Dubya say.
18 years ago, I was just a kid, thinking I was an adult.
I remember 18 years ago, like it was yesterday. The fear. The tears. What was happening. All of it.
Since that day, I reconnected with my family.
I’ve had two children.
I’m getting ready to celebrate the 18 year anniversary of my relationship with my husband.
I won’t forget what happened 18 years ago. I still can’t hear Enya’s “Only Time” without chills. Even with that stupid commercial.
18 years, so much has changed.
So much has stayed the same.