I met my sisters date in the parking lot.
It seemed quite a comparison.
He's a perfectly normal guy,
likes fishing
and sports
He's Christian
and dresses nicely.
He's kind to my family
and of course to my sister.
And he always seemed so considerate in every aspect
despite the times they argue.
There was something about seeing her date all dressed up, looking fine in his long trench coat, and leaving for the Back Inn Cafe that sure made my homemade chicken fettucini alfredo start to sound really lonesome.
I took solace behind the building.
............
Right now, I am exceptionally thankful.
I just heard from a good friend of mine who is a marine on the front lines in Iraq. Fallujah.
Please Pray for him and all of our soldiers.
I am *SO FREEAKING HAPPY TO HEAR FROM HIM!!!***
Its amazing to know hes ok, I am so happy, I almost cried when I talked to him.
I've thought about him nearly every day since he's been gone in September.
I am unbelievably happy to know that he is ok.
Now to make it to April...
<3
I plan on sending a package off, who knows, maybe it will make it in time for New Years. ^_^
So, my dinner wasn't quite so lonesome, I spent it in a discussion with a mate across the world. Two's company..
My co-worker gave me some good advice though.
He's the one that tells me my life is a Lifetime soap opera. While I'm not so sure about that, he did give me good advice to just make it through the holidays, and then re-evaluate things.
.............
Her date wears long black wool coats,
thought perhaps there *was* a lint roller in his car
and talks of the nice things in the pottery barn catalog.
. . . . . .
Is this what I want?
What do I want?
You know, its funny.
I recognized today, that I am in a dangerous part of my life.
I'm starting to form my own opinions.
My coworker asked me if that was bad? And I said no, as long as those opinions are still open to change.
That is one thing that I do fear, consider dangerous, and potentially very limiting, as I am the only one who can box me in.
...have you ever seen the stars in the desert?
Posted by BLiNK at December 21, 2004 09:19 PM | TrackBack