Coming into focus for me lately is the fact that these few good friends I have are the people I’m going to grow old with here in Greenville. I hope that when I’m 55, I’m still sitting on the right hand side, toward the front, of Village Church, with my friends Sarah and Jill.

Our pews will be empty of our kids, which is a sad thing to think about now.

I am trying to form a new habit, which is to put my phone in the kitchen junk drawer each evening when TJ gets home from work, and to leave it there until after the kids are in bed. These few hours of phone-out-of-sight is one way I’m choosing not to bring another item to the obstacle course.