I never thought that the day would come when I wouldn't have to go to school. I graduated with honors, short of requiring me to walk on stage. I knew that if I didn't have that major "burp [or move from Utah to Michigan]" in my life, I would have graduated with a 4.0. I went to graduation, my parents were there, then they went home. Me, I went to dinner with my brother, his girlfriend, and my boyfriend. Yes, I had a Mormon boyfriend! Of course it didn't last long.... He moved to Utah the next day with his family. Ironic? I dropped him off at his home and I left him, sobbing my eyes out. To make things worse, it was pouring rain that night. I don't know which was more wet, the car or my lap.
That night my dad told me that he knew the relationship wouldn't last. He told me that the power of the priesthood gives him the ability to discern many, many things, and that includes what happens in my life. I didn't think much of it at the time. I believed him, as usual.
I sat up that night on my bed and hashed over and over the events of the last year and a half. I thought of how there must be a Mormon man out there for me that God has chosen, and I had to find him. I was at the end of an era and now I was not considered young anymore. I didn't know really what to do with my life at this point. I had no prospect of marriage and raising a family. I kept thinking that that is what I'm to do. The church and my parents had trained me to be the best Mormon female they could possibly make me be. Marriage and having children was what I was trained in. That's it.
My mind shifted because my sister was snoring and I was tired. Instead of turning out my bedside light, I reached for my little pink box that contained stationary and addresses. These weren't just any addresses, they were addresses of Mormon missionaries that I wrote to all the time. I think I wrote to six or seven missionary men at a time. I grabbed paper and pen and wrote to one of the young men that I was in communication with. After that, I turned out the light and drifted off to sleep while thinking, I don't have to go back to high school ever again.
Graduation!
Friday, March 16, 2007
Labels: Graduation , High School , Missionary , Mormon
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