Slunking and sleuthing
outside my door,
his efforts to be silent
are thwarted by his desire to be embraced,
to be given attention,
to be loved by me,
the one who is clearly still awake,
but whose door is closed
(and whose room is off-limits, anyway)…
However, he will not give up faith…
Post-a-day 2018
Some Saturday nights are best spent staying up long past the usual bedtime, pouring over that book you just can’t seem to stop reading.
Post-a-day 2018
(And back to that book, now…)
Shortly after I turned 18, my mom and I went to stay at my aunt’s house (perhaps for a weekend or something), which is in a small town about two hours outside of our city, and in the semi-middle-of-nowhere.
My cousin Shawn, who is not quite a year older than I am and was/is also my Confirmation sponsor, decided for us to go out for a bit, late one night. He was reminded of the fact that I had recently turned 18, and so declared that we needed to have cigars to celebrate. I shared my being not into it, but went along to the gas station, where he bought two small cigars (which smelled nice, actually).
We ended up at a park down the street, play complex and all, and I don’t remember if Shawn smoked his cigar or not, but I know that I did not smoke mine, and ended up just giving it back to him. Nonetheless, we hung out at the park for a couple hours, I recall, just walking around, talking as we played on the various playsets. I remember specifically mentioning how I loved that Jesus has fabulous grammar in the Bible (I think it was as I was walking across the shaky bridge thing, and then slid down a pole at the end). Somewhere, I had been discussing with girlfriends the idea of husbands and boyfriends and such, and we had come to the idea that Jesus just needs to be a real person right now, so he can be one of our boyfriends. And I just loved that he had perfect grammar (at least from what I recalled having read), making me wish even more that he could be my man. Haha.
So these are the kinds of things I did with my cousins growing up. Harmless, somewhat silly activities, filled with goofy yet incredibly honest and open conversation. I miss Shawn a lot, and all the ridiculous love he has to share (and shares) with the world.
He’ll be in India for a while soon. Just a fun fact. 🙂
