For me, I know that I would always regret not having a family. But I'm trusting in God's timing. That's the best part. There is hope and peace there. A little impatience, too (I'm not going to lie). But it's all good. I'm sincerely enjoying where I'm at and where I'm going!
June 23, 2008
June 19, 2008
June 18, 2008
(Take the title for what it's worth- it fits...)
So Relient K is having this online scavenger hunt to promote their new CD "The Birds and the Bee Sides"- and today I joined in on the fun. The rewards? Five free songs from the new CD before it's released on July 1. Today I won the song "Hope for Every Fallen Man". As soon as the intro started playing I knew I would enjoy yet another lyrical wonder by Matt Thiessen...but I had no idea how applicable the lyrics are for my life right now.
The whole thing I'm trying to connect this to is probably pretty obvious to people who know what's been going on with me in the last few months. For someone I cared so much about, things sure changed fast. I thought I had things pretty much figured out- what happened, and what was happening now. Not really. Sunday was a day of revelation- the news was broken to me that we (meaning me and whatshisname) weren't even friends anymore. That hurt like nothing else: to me, friendship isn't something that ends when you hit a rough patch. The same goes with love. So Sunday was a hard day. After fourth service I was at home, upset, and I thought, "Hmm. I wonder if he ever had a blog." I knew what he would name it if he did, and so I typed it in. I honestly thought it would come up as invalid, but it didn't. Entries all the way from the beginning of December told me I had not a clue what was going on. And it was worse than I could imagine. Worse, when I asked him about it, he said he felt "violated," that he did nothing wrong, and that he didn't want to talk about it. That's when I realized: there is absolutely no way things will ever go back to where they were, and I was glad. God knew what He was doing when he stepped in and intervened (also pointing out that neither one of us is exactly to blame). Even though he was upset to be found out, I'm sincerely glad that I found that blog- otherwise I might've gone my whole life wondering. Now, I'm supposed to pretend like I don't know he exists. So I'm not going to talk about "him" anymore. I don't know who he is.
June 13, 2008
June 11, 2008
Is there anything biblical to be learned here? Of course! And something positive, at that. Ecclesiastes 4:10 says: "If one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up!" How true!
There are a lot of other lessons to be learned from a movie like Sex & the City, but friendship is the one I've appreciated most as a viewer. Friends are wonderful- true friends, those who are with you through good and bad, are treasures.
June 3, 2008
Back to my happy day. After my call with Master's, I called Grandma Joyce to tell her all about it- the cool things about that are (a) I love talking in general, and (b) Grandma lets me talk a lot and always has good advice after I spill everything so...I'm glad she has her voice back! I think she's one of the few (very, very few) people who actually like me talking. (I love you, Grandma...)
After my second call of the day, I set in on Geography 101. Not so fun, but it must be done...yeah, I just took my first exam online and missed passing it by one question...d'oh!!!
In between phone calls and geography, I played with Krystal and Krystine, who were in high spirits today. They get me giggling, let me tell you. Krystal asks funny questions ("What if everyone in the world got to be on TV? What would you do or say? I'd pretend to be eating something." ???) and Krystine makes funny faces. We mess around at the table and play ridiculous songs on my keyboard. They dress up in my clothes. I laugh. Good times with my two favorite little sisters...
After Dad got home from work today, we went to Black Forest Bakery. It was surprisingly like taking a mini-step back to Germany. Baked goods on the right, German groceries on the left (they actually have those yummy German potato mixes- not mashed potatoes, not a baked potato...they're kind of like potato balls...kartoffelknödel, that's it!). My dad and I got chocolate eclairs- they only have pretzels and pretzel rolls (Charissa!) on Saturdays- and looked at the different German foods. I will definitely go back on Saturday for a pretzel roll- and I will take a picture, Charissa...
When Ernie got back from youth group, the Slurpee Gang (sans Cory and Antonio)- AKA Dad, Ernie, and I- went to 7-11 and filled up and headed home. Now I'm lying in bed, typing my day for you to read, because it was a very good day!
If anyone wants to get a pretzel on Saturday, let me know!