okay.
so maybe that was
slightly dramatic.
but welcome to my blog.
and my life i suppose.
but seriously. that IS
how it happened. at first…
we had one more
interaction—and this one he actually remembers. apparently at some point
during his Sunday school lesson i raised my hand and made a few comments that
he interpreted as a sign of my out-of-the-box thinking and interesting, but practical
application of the gospel in my life.
that was when he decided
that we should perhaps become friends.
and apparently that was
when i decided to go inactive because he never saw me at church again.
to my defense, I was
working on average two Sundays per month and I was dating a different boy out of town (and spending my weekends traveling), so
I came to my own ward maybe once a
month…or less.
so once again, we were
cast as mere acquaintances and allowed to live out the cliché BYU single’s life
for one final semester.
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