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In the last month

May.

It’s May.

I didn’t post all of April. I haven’t gone a whole month without blogging since probably 2009. But April was just silly busy.

In April I…

… went to Round Top, TX with my best girlfriends. LOVE these women more than I could ever say.

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… took my nephew’s senior photos. (What the heck, didn’t I just graduate high school myself!?)

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… took my husband to the Dixie Chicken for the first time. Over 9 years of marriage, and it FINALLY worked out.

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… had my niece blow me away with her acting skills, when I saw the Yoe High One Act Play troupe compete in UIL competitions.

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…caught up with an old band mate of my husband’s and friend we haven’t seen in over 10 years.

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…held Aggie Muster in Nashville. Here.

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…drove to Illinois and back in a day.

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…and had a wonderful time with my parents visiting.

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So here we go, May. I’m already buckling my seat belt and bracing for another busy month ahead!

Happy Easter!

Easter has creeped up on me this year. Despite doing a photo challenge for the entire season of Lent (I’ll share that in a later post) and definitely counting down the days, it still arrives without me really realizing it.

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It is SO easy to lose the focus of the season. Much like Christmas, it can get lost in consumerism (Easter Candy Sales Beat Halloween) and secular images. It gets lost among sports, travel and “must go do” things.

Easter is a time of renewal. It’s about Jesus’ resurrection. It’s about the forgiveness of sins. It’s a time to stop. Be thankful. And embrace the day — life — anew.

I spent much of the last few days in a bad mood. Feeling very introspective, I found myself over analyzing and questioning some things in my life. I was just flat out down in the dumps!

Easter is not meant to be down in the dumps. Easter is a time of celebration! However, Easter also follows dark, dark days. I read a fantastic article on Good Friday outlining why we need to mourn Jesus’ death…. why we need to mourn death in general.

Death can be in a literal sense. (And I’ve had more than enough of that this year already!) But it can also be in a more abstract sense. My down in the dumps was me somewhat mourning a few relationships I could no longer see the same way I always had. Relationships shift naturally as life goes on, and I needed to take time to reflect upon that fact.

Now as we go into Easter, I embrace what is to come. I embrace the new day. I embrace new opportunities, and I rejoice in the positive forces that surround me in my life. I stand firm in who I am, and what my — mine and my husband’s —  dreams and goals are in life. And I run towards them with a new determination and excitement.

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Before I wrote this post, I dug into old photo albums to look for old Easter photos. I close this post with a photo from the late 1980s. Easter Sunday at my grandparent’s house.

 

An Easter throwback… when there were only 7 cousins. Five more would come along later. ❤

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An old favorite returns

xfilescapSunday night, something happened that I was anticipating: I fell in love with an old favorite all over again. That old favorite: The X-Files.

I was a serious, legitimate, grade A super fan of the show back in the day. I still have my action figures. I had the video game. I have a box of probably every book written about the series. The only things I failed to finish collecting were the DVD sets. I think I only have up through Season 6. (Though I clearly remember scoring the Season 4 DVDs four days early because the Wal-Mart in Bryan, TX stocked them early and I happened to go by there after classes at TAMU.)

My computer was all X-Files, with the theme song playing on boot-up, and error sounds being clips from the show, etc. I had pictures on the wall. I had an I Want To Believe poster. I rocked my baseball cap.

The X-Files took me down the path of web design, photo manipulation, video editing, and all sorts of geektastic things that have served me well through the years. It was more than a show for me, when you get down to it. But ultimately?

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As the show returned on Sunday, two things came out loud and clear to me:

First, The X-Files wasn’t about the aliens for me. It was about the characters. Specifically, the characters of Mulder and Scully. They were the heart and soul of the show. Anyone who says it was the monsters or the mytharc missed the best part of the show, in my opinion. It was about these perfectly flawed characters that we all rooted for week in and week out.

When the series changed, and it introduced new leads, I was determined to keep an open mind. In hindsight, it was at that point that I quit truly caring about the show, but I was too stubborn to admit it. The series never should have continued without Mulder and Scully at the center of it, in my opinion.

I have never gone back and rewatched a single episode from seasons 8 and 9. Not even the ones that brought Mulder back near the end. My heart wasn’t in it as much any more… because the heart of the show didn’t seem to be in it anymore. As such, I was nervous going into this last weekend. Nervous I would be let down.

But Sunday, the heart was BACK. The Mulder and Scully dynamic brought that spark back for me that I missed so much. The spark that made me a fan way back in the day. As the episode ended I felt that old tingly feeling in the pit of my stomach… that feeling that only comes from a story you’ve become so invested in that they feel like old friends.

Instead of letting me down, with one episode it left me with that old excitement I had for the series I fell in love with. And that excitement continued through Monday’s second episode. I am already sad its only 4 episodes left. I’m definitely in the boat of the fans begging for more. I’m already not ready to let them go again…

Second, and more personally, this series became about the friendships I made within the fandom of the show. Friendships that are stronger today than they were 15 years ago. Friendships that have been through marriages, babies, heartache, loss, moves, and just about every thing that could be thrown our way.

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Dug this out of the archives…

It all started on a message board, and it migrated from listserve to Facebook group. It’s become real life. These women aren’t just a cryptic name on a message board any more. They’re women I text, have seen in person and who have stayed with me. We send each other Christmas cards, and are always there no matter how big or little the circumstance. I, quite frankly, can’t imagine my life without these “fellow Philes” who are fantastic women and amazing friends.

But, life gets busy and we find ourselves missing chances to chat, or we have to “check out” for awhile. But on Sunday? On Sunday without any prior planning, we found ourselves (MOST of us) in a Google Hangouts video chat watching the show together and dishing over it after. It was like we went back 15 years, only way more high tech.

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I’m going to enjoy the next few weeks, taking in the fun of this old favorite on my TV screen with new episodes, dishing about every single nuance with the girls. It’s a bit surreal, but I’m loving every second of it.