A very wonderful weekend. I spent Friday with Sarah and friends. We had a picnic in Reynolds Gardens. It was so beautiful! I swung on a swing so high that I kept hitting my head on tree branch. Sarah and KT showed me the Stevens Center, a beautiful theater in downtown Winston-Salem where she ushered.
We hung out with her friend Madelene for a while, then Sarah went to train for her summer job at the YMCA. I ate dinner with KT and her family, took a nap, then picked Sarah up and went to her father’s house to watch Conspiracy Theory. I spent the night at KT’s house, ate breakfast there, then drove to Banner Elk where I met up with Allen. We drove up Beech Mountain to the house where the girls were staying. Lindy, Abigail, Ann-Marie, Tracey, and Abigail’s parents were there.
Allen stayed up there the whole week and I later found out through Lindy that they would stay up late every night and make out together. Wow! Lindy feels great about it, but Allen doesn’t.
It was nice to see everyone. We went to Jeni’s wedding. She was absolutely beautiful. I was very thankful that our relationship ended when it did, that we never went too far physically, and that I wasn’t the one marrying her. I hugged her and said congratulations. Then, surprisingly, she kissed me on my mouth. It was just a little tap, but it was a nice moment, a nice goodbye, and I greatly enjoyed seeing her getting married.
Thank you God!
I drove to Winston-Salem that night and met up with Sarah at Madelene’s house. Sarah and I went for a late night walk on those city streets. The sky was purple, and it felt more like summer than any moment thus far; a very peaceful walk.
This past week I have been working on a book for Sarah that is basically just a collection of poems for her. I let her read the thirteen poems I’ve written for her so far. She has been doing a similar thing for me. I love her so much. It scares me, because I know I would do anything for her.
I came back that night, slept, then went to church this morning. Cheryl was there. She seems to be doing really well. We talked a little and plan on doing something later.
And I just now returned from visiting Wynne, a guy a graduated high school with. He caught me up on how all the old high school folks were doing. Apparently, many are totally messed up. One guy died, others are already divorced, but a few did finish college on time just like me.
It’s time to go to church again.