Until yesterday, I had never been approached by a member of the church of Jesus Christ of the Latter-Day Saints. Thats a mouthful. Lets shorten that to Mormons, as they are more properly called.
It went down like this. I was pumping gas at the Sunoco station, and out of my periferal vision I saw a bicycle helmet float over the hood of my truck and swoop around the back, where the full body of a mormon greeted me in the name of the "Church of Jesus Christ" and asked me if he could share a message of Jesus with me. I love Jesus, as a matter of fact, I am one of his favorite people in the world. So of course, I wanted to talk about Him, and I expressed as much to the cycling missionary.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Monday, May 21, 2007
Too pooped to pop
The biggest burst bubble in my life has been my 2 year marriage.
Today, I sent the divorce papers, wedding band and a few other sentimental trinkets to my wife in Spain. From the moment that I decided to end this marriage until now, I have felt pretty cold hearted and almost brutal about the whole thing. Sending off the papers this morning, I wrote her a final good-bye letter. All the emotion that had been hiding behind that veil of cold callousness came out in the letter, and the dam broke in my eyes. I cried this morning like I have not cried in a few months.
Nonetheless, I don't write this in order to strum on the sympathetic heart strings of my readers. The end of my marriage is also the beginning of another adventure, the greatest adventure I know of. So in fact, today is the beginning of a new chapter in my life, and I am excited to find out what comes next. What comes next... The thing about adventures is just that, what comes next is usually something challenging (a.k.a. hard), often unexpected, and usually something new. I feel like an unprepared student at an exam.
Good thing I was a champion BS artist.
Today, I sent the divorce papers, wedding band and a few other sentimental trinkets to my wife in Spain. From the moment that I decided to end this marriage until now, I have felt pretty cold hearted and almost brutal about the whole thing. Sending off the papers this morning, I wrote her a final good-bye letter. All the emotion that had been hiding behind that veil of cold callousness came out in the letter, and the dam broke in my eyes. I cried this morning like I have not cried in a few months.
Nonetheless, I don't write this in order to strum on the sympathetic heart strings of my readers. The end of my marriage is also the beginning of another adventure, the greatest adventure I know of. So in fact, today is the beginning of a new chapter in my life, and I am excited to find out what comes next. What comes next... The thing about adventures is just that, what comes next is usually something challenging (a.k.a. hard), often unexpected, and usually something new. I feel like an unprepared student at an exam.
Good thing I was a champion BS artist.
Sunday, May 6, 2007
Spiderwebs in my popcorn
So I saw Spiderman 3 tonight. I liked it. I hear that the reviews have not been great, but what do you expect from a comic book remake?
Anyway, the first dream I remember ever having (i was 3-ish) consisted of me watching Spidey and the Incredible Hulk chase each other around a phone booth in which I was trapped. I don't know why that dream has stuck with me all those years, but it has. The important thing here is that the movie reminded me of the significance that superheroes have had in my life.
Anyway, the first dream I remember ever having (i was 3-ish) consisted of me watching Spidey and the Incredible Hulk chase each other around a phone booth in which I was trapped. I don't know why that dream has stuck with me all those years, but it has. The important thing here is that the movie reminded me of the significance that superheroes have had in my life.
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)