August 31, 1995 – Thursday – 10:10 p.m.

Our plans have changed.  I called my mom tonight to let her know that it was only going to be Syndi and I staying at the house this weekend.  Well, that didn’t go over too well with them.  And they wouldn’t let us, so guess where Syndi and I are spending our weekend..

That’s right!  Deep Creek!!

This is amazing!  I will be able to make it this year.  I will keep my tradition and I will stand over the river next to Pizza Hut and stare out at that never-changing scene.  Syndi will be at my side.  We will hike, we will tube, go to Cherokee and drive go-karts. We will have the time of our lives.

I mentioned something tonight over the phone about how my mom will see us as good friends and like Syndi just for that.  She said that my mom will probably think we are dating since the rest of the campus does.  And what surprised me most is that it doesn’t bother her.  She likes being associated with me.

There are three waterfalls at Deep Creek.  Syndi and I will see them all.  Together we have only see three.  So after this weekend is over, our total will be six.

Four special days…

In the beginning of September…

In a place where I met a girl..

Whom I spent four special days with…

In the of August.

It’s been a month and Emily hasn’t written.

She is an angel to another.

Perhaps I can be a prince to another.

March 29, 1995 – Wednesday – 9:54 a.m.

I have never been an angel’s prince until now.  I asked Emily if I could be her prince Sunday night.  She said yes.

Emily said that she knew something about me when she met me on June 19, 1993.  I asked her to tell me.  She told me to close my eyes and imagine the earth from a viewpoint in space.  Now, picture billions of little white lights circling the earth at high speed.  Now picture one of those lights turning red and moving away from the earth only to turn back and see all the movement and madness circling the earth.  It is only those red lights that are able to truly see what is going on.  She told me she had finally met another red light when she met me.  Someone who is not part of the madness and who stands at a distance to observe it for what it really is.  Someone who truly sees with his heart and his with his eyes.

I told Emily that I felt like I had known her forever, but also that I didn’t really know her at all.  She said, “Jacob, you know more about me than anyone on this earth.  You are the only one who understands me.”

I wrote her a letter last night.  I will mail it today.

All else is normal, but I feel as if something new has just begun.  Something that will stay with me forever.