old times

This post has nothing to do with weight loss or DIY'ing.  I am listening to Pandora. Love. to an easy listening station.  It's mainly acustic, piano, and michael buble type of stuff.  At the same time, looking at facebook and friend 'stalking'.  With the piano music and looking at photos from people from the past I felt like I was in a movie.  Replaying old times past in my head with this soft theme song playing in the background...very Forst Gump feather flying through the air-esque. 
Evan and I were talking the other day, and I often ponder, where would I be if _________ happended differently?  I know that my life today comes back to many different things of how I got here.  My life story goes something like this in a chain:
Grew up at Grace Lutheran Church, left church because of the crazy new miniter, started going to First Christan Church SM, mom (against my knowing) signed me up for summer church camp after freshman year, fell in love with camp, fell in love with the new people i met, feel in love with B, had a crazy on and off relationship with B, high school, graduated high school, went to TCU, broke up with B, youth sponsor at University Christian Church, dated Cad, broke up with Cad, youth sponsor, camp adult, met Evan while a sponsor, started dating Evan, eventually married Evan, work at Stockyards Station, live in Fort Worth, have a baby Jack!
I've never done that before...really traced all of my steps.  It doesn't seem like too many, but so many memories at the same time with all of those inbewteen moments.  The piano music is still playing, now with Jason Mraz.  Love again. 
My first love is what always pops into my head when I'm listening to certian things.  B.  But I feel like it was doomed from the start.  I think we loved eachother (I know at least how I felt), but it couldn't work the way that we each wanted it to and in HS, forget about it.  But today.  Today is good.  Today I have a great life, a wonderful husband, and the most beautiful and amazing little boy.  He is now the absolute love love love of my lift. 
Going back to "where would I be it _________happend different"...I don't know.  But I know that my life probably wouldn't be as good as it is right now.  Now Norah Jones is singing.  And another memory montage is playing in my head.  and a smile seems to find it's way through magically.  It's one of those moments, where I'm just waiting for that certian song to play that just seals off the memory lane visit.  You know that song I'm talking about.  That song that all you need to hear are the first two or three notes and you just melt into the past.  From a high school memory, love, friends, or whatever it may pertain to.  Whenever I hear that one certian song, I have to stop.  Sometimes out of no where a tear runs down my face by the time it ends.  I have a couple of songs that totally effect me.  But this one song it just flies me back to that time of dancing under the stars at the start of everything in my life and I had no idea what was ahead of me.  But at that time, that song, it was perfection.  If I close my eyes, i am back there.  It's crazy what two notes at the start of a song can do to you.  I'm sure I'll hear that song on the radio pretty soon, it always plays when least expected. 
But again, over all...I wouldn't trade everything that happened for what I have right now.  I love Evan and cannot imagine my life without Jack.  Oh now John Mayer....waiting to hear who's next to pop up.