Last Sunday Bum was visiting Bethel and we got a chance to talk briefly.

He: Hey, how are you?

Me: I'm ok.

He: It seems like I see your sister more often than I see you. She said you're doing great.

Me: Really? Great?

Really? I don't think "great" would be in the top ten things I would say if someone were to ask me how I was doing at any given time. Still, I guess I am doing, um, okay. Haha, I can't even get myself to write it. Well, maybe this will be a great year. Maybe last year was a great year. Maybe I should be more optimistic. Maybe I just need to be more thankful.

It all sounds pretty great to me.