we often hear it
described as one of those days when you just KNOW your life is changed
forever. the
whole earth-shattering event that you’ll never forget, the stars aligning, the
angels singing, the whole world cheering your name and throwing flowers on
stage—on YOUR stage—cueing you into your once in a life time event; telling you
“pay attention NOW, you won’t wanna miss this!”
well. sorry to
disappoint.
but this is NOT one of
those stories.
not even close.
i first remember meeting
him after sacrament meeting. in his pink button up shirt, artfully
tailored slacks, and with those rim-less glasses that screamed
"smart"—but more in a social than academic way—he was definitely
someone to remember. but after a short “hey,
nice talk” and exchange of names, i quickly categorized him into my “attractive
but too cool to need any more friends” box. and that was it.
we never spoke again.
