It’s been a long week. In 20 minutes I have to leave for my 5th day on the job. I’m beginning to figure out who all these new people are:
The president is Andy. He is divorced and has no children.
Townley is 31 and has never been married.
Karen, another intern like me, is 30 and divorced. She has two dogs and is from Pittsburg.
Andy’s mom and brother also work there.
Then there’s Michael, the senior project manager, he is also divorced and has a son who works there as well. I think Michael has been recently remarried to Serena, the office manager.
Robin, the sales manager, lives in Richmond, but he’ll soon move down in Chesapeake.
Jean is another intern. She is my age and married, but her husband is in the military and he might even be deployed overseas, or is about to be, I’m not sure.
All in all, I think one or two of them may have some degree of Christian faith, but many are not Christians.
They have only known me for a week, but they all tell me I am “unusual.” I don’t know why everyone who meets me tells me that. I’ve only ever been me, so it is odd to hear that I’m so different from the norm.
Allen and Jessica will marry in three weeks, and I’m sure Vince has arrived in Bolivia by now.
I fear Marie may be separating herself from me. We talked on Tuesday and she sounded different. It is clear she is back under her parent’s influence. Oh well, let your will be done God.
I go bike riding every evening after I return from work. I enjoy it greatly. It’s my time with God.