Michelle Hahn:  

It's been awhile since I've updated my profile. As with all of us, change is one thing you can count on. Today I returned home from a weekend in the pines. In fact, I spent this weekend with a dear friend I've known since high School. About 15 years ago I realized she lived here in Arizona. I am always amazed at reconnecting along lifes path. For me, it doesn't always mean the connections are going to go any further than one chance meeting. In this case, however, God had a plan for us & we are closer & know each other better than all 4 years of high school. One of my favorite sayings is Timing is Everything. That's what makes life so exciting. It's so unpredictable in it's unraveling that sometimes it's overwhelming. As usual I'm off the track. Getting back to my weekend of wilderness. I do this trip every year with a group of people who strive for a better life through prayer & affirmative action. Another saying dear to my heart is "Faith Without works is Dead". The weather was much cooler up in the mountains & we had some rain. Usually I camp. This year we stayed in a hotel & although it was much warmer & dryer. I missed camping. Our room overlooked the San Franciso Peaks, elavation 15,000 feet. They were blanketed in the brightest white snow, reflected by the sun. The bluest of skies, filled with marshmallow clouds. I could almost imagine myself floating into the heavens. I have such a deeper appreciation for the universe & all it's creations since my son passed away. Since he left, I have been on this curious heartfelt search for the answere to one question."Where did he go?" I have to admit, although painful at times. I have achieved a sense of peace & well being while on this journey. I'll certainly share my discoveries along the way. For those who are as curious as I when it comes to such matters. Honestly speaking, I don't believe we will ever be in pocession of those details. As I said, "It's all in the Timing". Perhaps when it's our time.On the weekends we love going out & listening to music.Every now & then we'll shoot a game of pool together.Bob has been reserching motercycles lately. I guess I'll be giving riding another try.Still dancing after all these years.Even though I'm in pain doing so!Yes, that's Bob, my dance partner.If heaven has a dancefloor. I will be dancing on it!!This is a photo of Mr. & Mrs. Bob Jacobs taken at a location very near and dear to our hearts. It's called "HOLE IN THE ROCK".That's what we call it cause it's a large mountain that looks like chocholate pudding from a distance. In a few places you can see holes.Some of the holes you can see right through to sky.We are standing quite high in the air as you can see from the backround. If zoomed in closley you are able to see the stadium where Phoenix plays baseball.In fact we have often thought back on when they were building it. We could've and should've gotten lots more photos of it's construction. We climb up here mostly when my stepdaughters visit so we can retake photos in the same spot and see how they've changed.You can tell how much Bob and I have changed by going to the then photo.This is our homecoming photo from freshman year at Ridgewood.As you can see Bob's alot taller and I'm alot wider.When I look at Bob I still see the small boy I fell in love with such a long,long time ago.I'll never forget the night he walked me home & kissed me in the gangway.{That's the space between the old bungalos}.On several occasions we have gone back to that spot.Usually at Xmas time while we are in the neighborhood.Other peaple live there now so we have to be quick.Just a quick kiss & a hug to warm us up.It's a precious memory.One of thousands we have in our hearts.September 13, 2008 I was fortunate enough to attend my 35 year class reunion. I still have a hard time wrapping my head around that number. Wow! Thirty-Five years ago I actually wore that green robe,sat in the gymnasium,and when they called my name,walked up and got my diploma.It was truly one of the miracles in my life.That is the short version of my graduation one hot muggy night in June,1973. This Classmates.com web site is always urging us to write stories about ourselves."Who are you really,Michelle?"Personal Factoids?? Oh,so that's what those were? First let it be known,for those of you who didn't hear the pleading & crying coming from the gym.I came very,very close to not getting my diploma.They were about to fail me in physical education! Of all things for me to fail!!Me,athletic & very in shape at that time.Why was I failing a class I could easily pass with my eyes closed? From my understanding,I missed too many classes.I can remember my feelings at the time were mostly fear & desperation as I pleaded my case. Knowing all along this particular teacher was right & I was wrong.This was a time in my life when my ego ran the show.Oh, don't get me wrong, I had a conscience.With the fear of my fathers disapproval staring me in the face.I pulled out all the stops. This meant all the drama I could muster came spewing out.Here I am, another cockey,smart mouth,know-it-all wanting something I clearly did not deserve. I...Expand for more