June 5, 1994 – Sunday – 11:45 p.m.

I hugged Jenna twice today.  That makes it another best day of my life.

This morning I played both of my characters in Children’s Church.  It was fun.  Afterwards when I had all my make up on I gave Jenna and Tenielle a hug and rubbed my white face makeup all over their faces.  This evening while Marcus and I were getting ready to go to Baccalaureate, he gave me a big hug and said all this weird stuff.  He said he felt like he had been played as a fool.

I think I know what happened, but I can’t prove that this is the truth.

This morning Jenna gave me a letter; it was short and sweet.  I put that letter in my drawer and then later I found it on the floor.  Marcus must have found it and read it; I’m not entirely sure though.

This is what Jenna’s letter said:

“I wish you would hug me like that more often.  You can really hug when you try.  I love you.”

Marcus likes Jenna but I’m not sure how she feels about him.  She tells me that she love me often, but she means it in a friendly way.  At least that’s the way I take it.  Oh well.  Tonight was the Baccalaureate Service.  I had a good time.  It was good to see everyone.  I’ll see them at our final graduation practice and then the Senior picnic and then graduation night.  And several names will be added to My Collection, those greetings and farewells.

We drove to church after the service and caught the tail end of it.  Jenna and Tenielle gave Marcus and I a little teddy bear wearing a gap and gown and a mug as graduation presents.

Jenna looked so pretty tonight.  She gave me another hug and said, “Yep, there it is.”

I said, “What?”

“That pelvis bone digging into my hip,” she said.

“It’s not my fault I’m so skinny.”

“No, I love it,” she replied.

Anyway, it was a good day.  Another day has passed and it sadly passed too quickly.

This time next week, I’ll be in Virginia with my dad.  Out of the 84 days of summer, I can give him at least seven.  I figured the beginning of the summer was the best time for me to visit before everything gets really deep and emotional.   

I wonder if everyone will miss me for a week?  I’ll know I’ll miss them.

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