right guy for you? I mean, what if some amazing guy is made just for you, but you are so busy being in a convenient relationship that you totally miss it? What if?”
She frowned. “Yeah, you bet. Some Mr. Right is out there looking for me even as we speak.”
“You don't know, Liz; he could be. He might be here right now.” Then I did this scope-it-out glance, like I was trying to see if any cool-looking guy might be sitting right there in Starbucks, and Liz just laughed.
“And you think I'll miss Mr. Right because I'm stuck with Leon.”
“Maybe.”
“Okay, let's just suppose your theory holds water, which I seriously doubt. How am I supposed to recognize this perfect dude when I see him anyway? Will he have a sign on his forehead or maybe a T-shirt that says Mr. Right across his massive chest?”
“I think you'll only get the answer to that question once you're hooked up with God, Liz.”
She nodded with this knowing look. “Yeah, I figured we'd end up here before long.”
I shrugged. “Hey, you know who I am.”
But instead of getting irritated, she jus smiled. “Yeah, and it's kind of nice that you never let me down either.”
So now I realize that I have a couple of friends whose lives aren't going so well. And it reminds me that I need to keep thinking about other people and not get so focused on my own life. I mean, it's cool that Josh and I are getting married. But right now I'm still in college. I still have friends who need me to be here for them. And I need to lean on God for my strength more than ever. I guess it was sort of a wake-up call. In other words, and as usual, it's not all about me.
DEAR GOD, THANKS FOR REMINDING ME THAT MY LIFE ISN'T JUST ABOUT BEING ENGAGED TO A WONDERFUL GUY. HELP ME TO KEEP MY EYES ON YOU AND TO BE THERE FOR MY FRIENDS. SHOW ME HOW I CAN HELP BOTH LIZ AND JENNY. AMEN.
FOUR
Saturday, October 29
Josh drove over to the university to pick me up from school yesterday. I can't believe how glad I was to see him. It seemed like it had been more than a mere five days since we'd been together. After I hugged him for about five minutes (or maybe just two), I told him the official date for our wedding.
“How does the first of June sound?”
“Sounds perfect.”
“My graduation is May 27,” I told him. “And I know that's packing it in pretty close, less than a week to get home and do all the last-minute wedding things, but wouldn't it be great to be down at the mission by mid-June?”
“Does that mean we get a two-week honeymoon?”
I laughed. “Do you think we can afford two weeks?”
“Maybe if we find some fleabag motel down in Mexico or sleep on the beach.”
“Wow, that sounds so romantic.”
He grinned. “Hey, if it was with you, it would be very romantic.”
Well, I'm sure that made me blush, so I quickly changed the subject. “You can't pick me up and take me home every weekend,” I said as we entered the free-way.
“Why not?”
“Believe me, I'm not complaining. Leaving in the afternoon like this is great for me, since I only have morning classes on Fridays. But you have a job, and it eats up a lot of your time to drive back and forth like this, Josh. Really, I don't expect it.”
“I know. And you're right. I probably won't be able to do it every weekend. But I just had to see you again. For one thing, I kept worrying that none of this was real.”
“But we e-mailed.”
“I know. But I needed to see you with my own eyes, Caitlin.”
I smiled. “Like I said, I'm not complaining.”
And believe me, I am totally glad to be home again. Everyone here is so excited about the engagement and the upcoming wedding. It's a total departure from what's going on back at school. To be honest, I sort of feel like a princess when I come home. My mom sat me down with some ideas for the wedding. Okay, some were a little corny, like craft projects she might be better off doing with her second graders at school.
Then Josh's mom invited my mom and me
She frowned. “Yeah, you bet. Some Mr. Right is out there looking for me even as we speak.”
“You don't know, Liz; he could be. He might be here right now.” Then I did this scope-it-out glance, like I was trying to see if any cool-looking guy might be sitting right there in Starbucks, and Liz just laughed.
“And you think I'll miss Mr. Right because I'm stuck with Leon.”
“Maybe.”
“Okay, let's just suppose your theory holds water, which I seriously doubt. How am I supposed to recognize this perfect dude when I see him anyway? Will he have a sign on his forehead or maybe a T-shirt that says Mr. Right across his massive chest?”
“I think you'll only get the answer to that question once you're hooked up with God, Liz.”
She nodded with this knowing look. “Yeah, I figured we'd end up here before long.”
I shrugged. “Hey, you know who I am.”
But instead of getting irritated, she jus smiled. “Yeah, and it's kind of nice that you never let me down either.”
So now I realize that I have a couple of friends whose lives aren't going so well. And it reminds me that I need to keep thinking about other people and not get so focused on my own life. I mean, it's cool that Josh and I are getting married. But right now I'm still in college. I still have friends who need me to be here for them. And I need to lean on God for my strength more than ever. I guess it was sort of a wake-up call. In other words, and as usual, it's not all about me.
DEAR GOD, THANKS FOR REMINDING ME THAT MY LIFE ISN'T JUST ABOUT BEING ENGAGED TO A WONDERFUL GUY. HELP ME TO KEEP MY EYES ON YOU AND TO BE THERE FOR MY FRIENDS. SHOW ME HOW I CAN HELP BOTH LIZ AND JENNY. AMEN.
FOUR
Saturday, October 29
Josh drove over to the university to pick me up from school yesterday. I can't believe how glad I was to see him. It seemed like it had been more than a mere five days since we'd been together. After I hugged him for about five minutes (or maybe just two), I told him the official date for our wedding.
“How does the first of June sound?”
“Sounds perfect.”
“My graduation is May 27,” I told him. “And I know that's packing it in pretty close, less than a week to get home and do all the last-minute wedding things, but wouldn't it be great to be down at the mission by mid-June?”
“Does that mean we get a two-week honeymoon?”
I laughed. “Do you think we can afford two weeks?”
“Maybe if we find some fleabag motel down in Mexico or sleep on the beach.”
“Wow, that sounds so romantic.”
He grinned. “Hey, if it was with you, it would be very romantic.”
Well, I'm sure that made me blush, so I quickly changed the subject. “You can't pick me up and take me home every weekend,” I said as we entered the free-way.
“Why not?”
“Believe me, I'm not complaining. Leaving in the afternoon like this is great for me, since I only have morning classes on Fridays. But you have a job, and it eats up a lot of your time to drive back and forth like this, Josh. Really, I don't expect it.”
“I know. And you're right. I probably won't be able to do it every weekend. But I just had to see you again. For one thing, I kept worrying that none of this was real.”
“But we e-mailed.”
“I know. But I needed to see you with my own eyes, Caitlin.”
I smiled. “Like I said, I'm not complaining.”
And believe me, I am totally glad to be home again. Everyone here is so excited about the engagement and the upcoming wedding. It's a total departure from what's going on back at school. To be honest, I sort of feel like a princess when I come home. My mom sat me down with some ideas for the wedding. Okay, some were a little corny, like craft projects she might be better off doing with her second graders at school.
Then Josh's mom invited my mom and me
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