My late teenage years were filled with high expectations of the future, versus the life my dad planned out for me. I was no different than any other eighteen year old as far as my views of the future were concerned. I tried real hard to figure out how to go about leaving home and making a new life for myself, I didn't know how. I remember calling my grandpa one time and literally begging him to let me move in with him and grandma. Grandpa told me that there wasn't anything in Idaho for me. He said I would have a better chance of making it where I am in Michigan. Now, I really didn't know what to do. I desperately didn't want to spend the rest of my life as a servant to my parents.
I became friends with one of the girls from church. She was moving out of her house and moving on to college. I longed to be in her shoes. I was extremely jealous of her. I thought she had everything. Someday, I thought, "I'd be able to do the things she's doing." My friend went off to college and I never herd from her, or saw her again.
I met another friend, a gal that was real out spoken. A real fireball. She was so noisy when she talked, my ears hurt. Me, on the other hand, was soft spoken and real shy. She said that she knew a guy that just joined the Mormon church, and he didn't know anyone in the Mormon community. She explained to me that he was tall, had dark hair, brown eyes, was slender, and real fun to be around. Miss Fireball went on to tell me that she went ahead and invited him over to meet me, a blind date, so she said. Well.....,was my face red?.....I never had a blind date before. She had her boyfriend bring him to her house which is where I was, and it made me very nervous.
I sat upstairs in her room fidgeting and when the door bell rang, I know I jumped out of my seat and hit my head on the ceiling. Fireball ran downstairs and invited them in. I heard her tell 'the guys' to go upstairs. I was on the edge of my seat. The door opened and there he was, this new convert to the Mormon church. Fireball was right in her description of Convert. Me, I had a memory flashback from Jr. High where the guy that stole all the hearts of all the girls was standing in front of me. He even came complete with the mole on his check. I had to pick up my jaw off the floor.
Needless to say, I went out with him and we did have fun. I continued to date him against my dads counseling. Convert sold his TV, so I could start college and I fell in love with a guy that said that he would take care of me.....
Convert
Friday, March 23, 2007
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1 comments:
Oh dear, I hope you have a happier ending to this than the one I am seeing.
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