{"id":952,"date":"2014-03-30T10:30:35","date_gmt":"2014-03-30T15:30:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/?p=952"},"modified":"2014-03-25T02:50:16","modified_gmt":"2014-03-25T07:50:16","slug":"anke","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/2014\/03\/anke\/","title":{"rendered":"Anke"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Happy Birthday, Anke.<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Shannon.<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Crozzie.<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; I know you won&#8217;t ever read this, but I want to wish you the happiest 34th Birthday anyway. I sent a card. A dorky one, but the thought counts, right?<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sometimes, it is very hard to believe how many years it has been since we sat in the same room. I still imagine us, very much as we were in High School, chattering about all the inconsequential (and the life-altering) things we always talked about. I still imagine us going to Family Reunion together, even after we were too old for such things, until we one day took our husbands and kids up there. I don&#8217;t know why &#8211; after junior year, we never went back to FFR together and I&#8217;ve never met your two beautiful boys. I have none of my own, just Venna and Mark.<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; It is a weird thing, life.<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; If I had ended up at WWU with you, would either of us have graduated? Would I now be a Middle School English teacher with five little rugrats of my own? Would you be a lawyer, sophisticated and sexy in sharp suits, arguing all manner of cases to change the world? Would I have finished more novels, and published them? Would you have named your firstborn Krishna Bati or Rory?<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; I imagine you feel much the same as I do. I wouldn&#8217;t change a thing about my past, because it got me to where I am and I would not give up an instant with Mark (and yes, stinky little Venna) for all the money or anything else. But sometimes, the mind cannot help but wander.<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; It can be difficult to reconcile the people we thought we were back then with the people we&#8217;ve become. I never would have guessed, sitting around laughing in your Dad&#8217;s basement, that today I would be a degree-less, child-less, published-novel-less wife in Pennsylvania. I never would have guessed, back then, that you&#8217;d have two boys in Texas, with Jesus proudly stamped on your heart the way it is.<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Life is weird.<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; So is this post.<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; But the important thing is that no matter the distance and the time, I will always be your friend. The Ushi, to your Anke.<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Happy Birthday, Shan. Wherever you are, wherever you go. <\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/signature.jpg\" alt=\"Signed, Josie\" width=\"92\" height=\"139\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-13\"\/><br \/>\n<i>Note: Image is &#8220;Confetti 2&#8221; by (ba1969) from SXC.hu<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Happy Birthday, Anke. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Shannon. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Crozzie. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; I know you won&#8217;t ever read this, but I want to wish you the happiest 34th Birthday anyway. I sent a card. A dorky one, but the thought counts, right? &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sometimes, it is very hard&hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"more-link-p\"><a class=\"more-link\" href=\"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/2014\/03\/anke\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":733,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[16,1],"tags":[64,214,135],"class_list":["post-952","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-life","category-uncategorized","tag-friendship","tag-life","tag-shannon","xfolkentry","clearfix"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/952","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=952"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/952\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":953,"href":"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/952\/revisions\/953"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/733"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=952"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=952"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=952"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}