Time has a way of slipping by while we are not watching. I saw a very quick synopsis of this today. I needed to get a password from my daughter, who was at the time in a different time zone and not answering my text. Suddenly I remembered that I’d asked the question of her previously in a text, and wondered if perhaps I had it saved in an earlier scroll. I scrolled up through a quick view to the earliest post…surprisingly all the way to August! Apparently google saves them for 200 messages….It was like a time capsule reading them all in succession. I’m going to share my personal time capsule with you….
August…..Her grad school apartment had been decorated successfully, and friends thought she could be a designer….I told her she probably did have a good eye.
September….She wished me a good flight on my trip to Paris, and then a week later welcomed me home. I got a scare when I read she’d been in an accident…. totaled the car, and was in the hospital, the day after my return from Paris. We communicated the hospital room number, and how to find her all through text.
Continued to work through the accident report info through some quick texts after I went back home and she was on her own again. We set up a mini vacation to our cabin and texted about who would be invited. Then talked about a beach she had been to in Austin that summer.
October….A new vehicle on order through her dad! Studying in the library with her boyfriend….she wants to know “where is that bank deposit?” (Here is where I found that password I was looking for). Can she go to Guatemala with a mission group? I asked her why not downtown Atlanta, and she said she thought Atlanta was more dangerous than Guatemala!….I sent her a new picture of my haircut…she came home for a quick visit on a weekend. 
November….Auburn is playing really well….she sends me a picture of the game…Decorated her apartment for Christmas with a neon green tree and sends me a picture.
Then she is back in town for Thanksgiving dinner and some time to catch up with her friends and her brother. Later that week we decorate some homes together and we tease the homeowner that Auburn will beat Alabama in the game coming up. She posts a picture of their nutcracker without a head. (Auburn did beat Alabama that game). And she texted me about it the whole game.
December….She got an “A” in Organizational Communications!….She gets out a week before her brother in Florida so is going down for the weekend…he takes her to a rain forest.
She loves being with him! Later in the week she meets me back in Atlanta for dinner on her way home. Now where am I sitting in the restaurant? There is a snow storm in Georgia right before she goes to the airport to see her grandparents in Ohio. How will she get home? Later she tells me her cousin in Ohio got engaged.
She tells me about the ring, then lands safely back in Atlanta and is ready to come home. When will I be there? I’m bringing home lots of sweets (presents from my vendors) and I send her a picture of the cupcakes I’ll share with them. A few days later, she meets her brother at the mall to go shopping for Christmas presents together. Her dad got a puppy and she sends me a picture of it. On Christmas day, I text them both to please finally get up and open their Christmas presents. We look outside and their is snow in Atlanta on Christmas! They make a snowman with an attitude. 
We post the picture on facebook. I send out the cabin address to everyone coming up for New Years…she wants to know, “did we get the atvs fixed?” Yes.
January….Happy New Year to all! She sees there is a bank fraud alert…did I get it too? Back in Atlanta and will Grandma have dinner with us? On the plane then to Arizona for the big Auburn SEC game….everyone on the plane is wearing blue and orange. They landed in AZ and sent me a picture of the cactus
….I sent her a picture of 4 inches of snow….again….never snows in Atlanta and here we go again.
The Auburn game was awesome, she says! They won the National Title and everyone was so excited.
And time keeps moving. Tick tock, tick tock. It is still cold here in Atlanta, in February. I’m getting new texts, almost daily, along with phone calls, and I’m so pleased to be part of her everyday life, even though we are apart. I’m also ready for Spring, but before I know it, Christmas will be here again. I’m not ready for that yet.