An Impression Is Made

I remember this time when life was heavy.  We'd been married for four years and we lived in a tiny apartment with our two-year-old and newborn.  Jared was in flight school and I was barely coping.  This one afternoon, we were quarreling about somesmallsomethingorother, when my high school boyfriend called.  He said he wanted to catch up.  We chatted.  I mentioned our two little girls, our stint teaching English in Taiwan, my husband and his Commercial Pilot's License, and then he said, "That sounds wonderful!" 

Ten years later, I still think of that comment and wonder how often the outsides of things match the insides of them.