Why Nigermany

I was 20 years old when I first met Ike at midnight at a college party hosted in his own home. 20 was an age when I not only had the energy to go out nearly every night of the week but I was also exploring what adulthood would mean for me. I thoughtfully use the word explore because it truly was a intentional but equally foolish wandering through life with the intent of learning. I can proudly say that many years later, I have learned a thing or two and no longer metaphorically bump my head on the small foolish things that once trumped me. What hasn’t changed is the joy I walk in when I explore with Ike.  Sure, I have many friends happy to take up new hobbies and activities on Saturday mornings after a social brunch but even with the very best of friends, I crave my time with Ike just as much now as I did when I first met him and anxiously awaited the time we set aside to “hang out” and get to know one another. Moment of such value should be pursued with excitement and cherished in passing.