Looking around, I’m finding great stuff on the Internet. So, why not share the wealth, I wonder? 🙂
Little story update that I promised February 2, 2008
Okay, it’s been a little while, I know, and I’m sorry. I have a lot to do still, but it’s been bugging me. So, if I get this done, hopefully I’ll be able to concentrate! I know I promised to update you on something that may be happening with a certain guy. I wrote about it for a class assignment. This was the very first time we met.
“Yeah,” I said, feeling more uncomfortable by the minute. The numerous overlapping conversations of scores of other University students who were being recognized as “leaders and scholars”—at least, that’s what it said on the invitation—made it very difficult to understand my new acquaintance, girl on the Student Advisory Board member at the other university campus. Not to mention that the foyer of the craftsman-styled home was heavy on wood surfaces, which further amplified the noise. I need to get myself out of here before I make a fool of myself, I thought, and came up with an excuse—I hadn’t tried the desserts yet, and slipped away.
We met over the dessert trays, in the dining room that could only be adequately described as “presidential;” the room was tastefully decorated with dark wood furniture, deep green walls, a beamed low ceiling, thick drapes, and very thick carpeting, which made the room more sound-absorbent. Sweet, quiet relief. I took my time deciding which bite-sized dessert to try first, when somebody spoke.
“Pardon?” I asked, turning around to read his lips.
“Those are delicious,” he repeated, pointing them out to me with a nod of his head.
I took a bite. “Mmm…these taste like high-end Ding Dongs.”
He laughed. “Yeah, they kinda do!”
We introduced ourselves, shaking hands. I was impressed that he wore a suit, in the midst of varying degrees of casualness with the common denominator of jeans. I quickly felt at ease—now I wasn’t the only one who thought it important to dress up! In fact, I felt comfortable enough to ask him “would you speak up please? I’m hard of hearing.”
We then proceeded to talk about anything and everything and nothing for the next hour. We talked about weather. We marveled about President ____’s house, the spiraling wood staircase, the ceilings, the windows, and expressed a desire to be able to explore the house further.
“I love old houses,” I said, sipping the fruit punch because I quickly became very thirsty.
We talked about food, and spent five minutes talking about the hot apple cider they were serving.
“I love apple cider,” he said.
We talked about school, and I admitted that I was homeschooled.
He did a double-take. “You were homeschooled?”
“All the way through high school.”
Activity and people swirled around us as we talked. The sun dipped below the horizon, and the students began to slip away after saying goodbye and thank you to President ___ and his wife. During the first lull in conversation, we looked out the window and realized, Hey, it’s dark! And where’d all the people go? There were probably no more than two or three dozen other loiterers like us. It was time him to board the university-provided shuttle, and my brother was here to give me a ride back home. So we said goodbye, and we both hoped that we would run into each other sometime on campus.
Outside, I looked around at the dusky silhouettes of the trees, outlined by the bright moon, and raised my eyes toward the stars, silently thanking God for Facebook.
Okay, I’ve been doing a lot of research lately, just to satisfy my own curiosity and wonders and worries. I really feel like I don’t know enough of my faith. I’m fairly knowledgeable, but not as much as I should be, I think.
And I ran across this link, and it’s interesting. You know, sometimes I wonder, is Catholicism the one true faith? And so I look at information from all sides, and then my faith is reaffirmed. Anyway, I thought I’d post this link for others to see and read.