Saturday Morning Breakfast

After eating breakfast at McDonalds with Trent yesterday, I started to think that in just a few short months our Saturday morning tradition will be changed.  For many years on Saturday mornings, Trent and I have been getting up and going to eat breakfast together.  Through the years, we have discussed faith, church life, school, academics, sports, girls, schedules, college, family, Trachelle, etc.  Through the years, the topics have changed, the depth of conversation has changed, sometimes the restaurant has changed; things change.  Plans have been made, changed, re-made and changed again. 

Recently, Michelle and I were talking to Trent about how he has been "changed" by the life that his sister has lived.  It was surprising to note that he has no clue how he has been changed by her.  It should have been obvious to me that he wasn't changed, he was molded.  He has no idea what life would have been like without his sister.  He didn't know life before Trachelle, he only knows life with Trachelle.  For almost 18 years now, we have known life with Trachelle and Trent.  In a few months, things will change...again.