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Friday, July 10, 2009

 So, I've been going through an old online journal from another website and came across this gem from March 30, 2003.  It actually is a really cool train of thought, cool enough that I thought I would share it here, in my new journal:

People remember funny things about me... John Hermanson, he remembers the time that we were on the ski trip (I think) and we traded rings. He told me one of the last times I talked to him that the army had taken his ring and so we could no longer trade them. I thought that was fun... Devon, he remembers the times that I would hang out with him late at night while he was a sexton at the church and we'd hang out on the bottom floor and chill in the children's chapel and read Fox in Socks as fast as we could to each other. We'd also read Green Eggs and Ham and just so we could find the books everytime we wanted to, we'd put them on the top shelp in the nursery. =) Those things are such small things, just random things that I have done that impact other peoples lives. Things that I wasn't doing in order to have an impact. And maybe that's why they did have an impact. It seems to me that they way to have an impact on someone is not to try. At least for me, when I want ot have an impact on someone, it never seems to work, it's only when I am not trying that things work. This whole train of thought started when I was looking at my room key. I have one other thing on my key chain (now I have two but before I added the other thing, there was only one). It's a key ring wrapped in grocery store plastic bag ties. Jon gave it to me the first weekend I was home after I came to school. I was wondering if he remembered the thing that I gave him. Probably not. Then that got me thinking about how I usually remember so much about my relationships with other people, in that I remember almost everything that went on. However, Devon wrote my family a card and in it he brought up the Fox in Socks thing and I had totally forgotten, but I guess we remember things taht mean a lot to us. And like I was thinking earlier, it's funny some of the things that I have imprinted on my brain, like permanent memories. The time Matt left the first time I got to drive him home that night and we were hugging in front of his house and I just remember everything about that minute or so that we were hugging. And I remember giving Marshall high five, cause I was so embarrassed cause he was really just holding his hand out for the key I had, but I thought he wanted a high five. Yeah, right. ANd I remember sitting in the van on the way into Wales, petting Heather's hair and having her fall asleep. And I remember sitting with Larissa in my car and having a long conversation about God while wiating for her mom to show up. I remember sitting on a bench in the back of Truro, days before I left for school and crying. I remember sitting at my locker in high school and reading my bible during lunch cause I had no one to sit with. I remember sitting in Molly's office and talking for hours, I remember going shopping with jon and Catherine, I remember meeting Evan for the first time, I remember the time I cried in front of Jon, I remember a thousand different things that mean nothing to the other people that were involved in those memoried and I wonder what people remember about me that I don't.

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