Monday, May 20, 2013

You will bask in the sunlight one moment, be shattered on the rocks the next. What makes you a man is what you do when that storm comes.*

Blog Bucks: Congratulations Kathryn and Isaac!

So in the last post I had talked about finally feeling like myself again.  I guess to begin somewhere, I'll actually start relatively close.  About a month ago I was asked to give a talk.  Brother McLean talked with me for a bit to help me choose my topic and he asked me a question, I answered and he said, "there's your topic." I said, "What's my topic?" and he said, "How do we love people we don't even know?"  So - Charity.  To be honest with you, my heart sank. I was not in a position to talk about Charity.

I had some unresolved issues with forgiving people.  How could I stand up in front of everyone (including those I could not forgive) and give a talk on charity when I could not even talk to them or look them in the eye when I saw them at church or else where?  It was obvious to me that I had some work to do on myself before I could really give this talk.

I was at least able to push the date of the talk back to the 12th of this month.  Unbeknownest to me - that was Mother's Day.  Brother McLean sent me a text a few days before I was to give my talk, asking if I realized that and I had said 'I can speak some other time' and then he asked if I could incorporate mother's into my talk.  I didn't really see how.  He called me and we discussed my topic "Charity and Forgiving those who have hurt us" and he said that he really wanted me to give my talk, and that it could apply to some people and their relationship with their mom.  So I had to throw mother's out there a few times in my topic.

Can I just say - I was nervous before, just to give a talk in general but now I realized that I was going to be giving a more candid talk about forgiving those who have hurt us in the midst of others talking about how great moms are.  That's more nerve wracking.  Then on Sunday I found out that I was the second speaker.  The first girl talked about her grandmothers and talked about how great they were and then there was me.  I stood up and explained that I had been assigned to talk several weeks ago, before we knew it was mother's day....so this wasn't going to be the typical mother's day talk.  I will post the text of the talk at the end - but first I want to tell you about my process of forgiving.  Not the entire process - the Lord's been at work on me for a very long time, but I feel like it was the last month or so where I have really been thrust forward in my progression and ability.

The Thursday before I was asked to give a talk in church, I went to the temple.  I was in Annapolis and the GPS said that the temple was 37 miles away, so I thought it would be easy enough to go there on the way home. It took me two hours! When I got to the temple, I sat in the parking lot trying to let go of all the frustration and road rage I felt.  The GPS lied to me, the driver's cut me off, and the whole thing was a disaster.  When I got out of my car, I didn't feel like I should go in to the temple.  So I went down to the side, found some stairs no one really bothers, and sat down and prayed/cried to Heavenly Father.  I told him I wanted to come home, I could feel his spirit and I knew in that moment that I was the only reason I was not inside the temple.  I was close, but I wasn't letting myself do what I needed so I could go in.  I cried to my Heavenly Father that I could not forgive, that it was beyond my ability to do it.  I had tried for six months, sometimes telling myself I had forgiven - but would not forget, I could forgive but not want anything to do with that other person.  But it obviously wasn't working.  I wanted to forgive, forget, and move on with my life.  Outside the temple that day I did my best to hand it over to the Lord. 

Then Sunday I was asked to give a talk - it's why my heart fell when Brother McLean mentioned Charity as a topic.  I didn't possess charity, I wasn't even close.  The talk was the catalyst to complete the 6-month process.  I ended up mentioning this story in my talk, and I meant it when I said that this talk was an answer to a prayer.  The Lord heard my cries, heard my pleas of imperfection and inability and he gave me something to help me along.

A week after the assignment was given, I was able to have this incredible moment where I realized that I had finally forgiven.  Nothing really had changed all that much, but this feeling was overwhelming.  I looked at the person whom I had directed all my hurt and anger towards for six months and I didn't panic, I didn't feel sick to my stomach or was flooded by memories or what they had done to hurt me.  I looked at them and NONE of those feelings were there.  I wasn't sure how to take that.  I looked away and then looked back again, to see if it was a fluke.  But those feelings STILL WERE NOT THERE.  I couldn't help but smile.  I had forgiven and there was no mistaking the feeling, the true, unconterfeited feeling that I had finally forgiven.

In Stake Conference, it was repeated twice, "Have the courage and the faith to do what you know is right."  I knew that I had forgiven, and I knew that to keep that feeling I had to talk to that person.  So I got the hint, and I approached them after Stake Conference.  It's little things here and there, a few text messages, saying 'hello' in the hallway, but it's progress.

It truly feels like a miracle to forgive someone.  You don't realize how heavily you're entrenched in your own grudge.  It does not hurt the person in the way that it hurts you.  I hope that was somehow conveyed in the talk - but then again, I prayed VERY hard for the spirit to deliver the real message to people. 

One last thing - In Elder Uchtdorf's talk this past General Conference he said something that stuck out to me, especially as I was in the midst of my struggles.  I will write what I wrote in my notes - though I'm not sure if this is exactly how he said it, "Turn your heart toward the Lord - explain to Heavenly Father what you are feeling, acknowledge your shortcomings, tell him your trials."  Turn to the Lord - always turn to him when you are struggling - because his yoke is light.

So - to top off an already incredibly long blog post - here is the text of my talk.  I did not always stay "on script" and I threw in some things at the end (which I have already mentioned above) - but this was the jumping off point for me.

Seeing As The Lord Sees

In Matthew 22:39 we read, “Love thy neighbor as thyself”. Who is “thy neighbor”? Christ gives us the answer in Luke chapter 10. A lawyer asks Jesus, “who is my neighbor?” and the Lord gives him the parable of the Good Samaritan. For anyone who is unfamiliar with this parable, a man is beaten and left half dead on the side of the road. A priest comes along, sees the man…walks to the other side of the road and keeps going. A Levite comes along, sees the man…walks to the other side of the road and keeps going. A Samaritan comes along, when he saw the man he had compassion on him and went to him and took care of him. Jesus asks the lawyer, who do you think was a neighbor to this man, and the lawyer answers the Samaritan and Jesus tells him to go and do likewise.


In “The Challenge to Become” a talk given by Dallin H. Oaks, he says, “The reason charity never fails and the reason charity is greater than even the most significant acts of goodness is that charity, “the pure love of Christ”, is not an act but a condition or state of being. Charity is attained through a succession of acts that result in a conversion. Charity is something one becomes.”

The priest and the Levite were not bad people, in fact, both would have served in the temple. Both would have probably done good deeds here and there (or professed to) but it was the Samaritan who truly possessed charity. He didn’t see the man in need and cross the road because he was too busy, or uncomfortable, or felt the man deserved it. He looked on the man and had compassion. It was because of who the Samaritan was (or had become) that he had compassion and cared for the man. The parable wasn’t just for the lawyer, but for each of us. And in case you missed it, our neighbors are all around us.

Some characteristics of Charity are found in Moroni chapter 7. “Charity suffereth long, and is kind, and envieth not, and is not puffed up, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil, and rejoiceth not in iniquity but rejoiceth in the truth, beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.”

In verse 48 of chapter 7 we read how we can develop charity. “pray unto the Father with all the energy of heart, that ye may be filled with this love.”

I like how it says, “All the energy of heart” because sometimes it truly feels like that is what it takes. I believe that charity is developed by praying with all the energy of heart and then getting up acting.

A few years ago, Sandy was teaching our institute class and she said something that has stuck with me, she said that we feel the Lord's love greatest when we are instruments in the Lord's hands, because the love he has for the person we are serving is flowing directly through us to them. What better way to feel the Lord’s love then by carrying it around inside of us, trying to extend it to others? I remember a few years ago when I was first called into the Relief Society Presidency. I had only been in the ward officially for a few months, I’m pretty shy so I didn’t really talk to anyone and I didn’t know the sisters I was serving with much less the sisters I would be serving while in the presidency. But I remember being filled with this immense love for the sisters; I couldn’t quite explain how I loved them when I hadn’t even learned their names. I’m sure many of you can relate, through your callings or missions, there are people we do not know and yet we feel a great love for them, a desire for them to be happy and to help them come closer to Christ.

But charity isn’t limited to those with callings, Moroni says, “charity is the pure love of Christ and it endureth forever; and whoso is found possessed of it at the last day, it shall be well with him.” Sounds to me like it’s something for everyone to strive for.

I loved Stake Conference a few weeks ago. President Maddock shared something his brother told him, “You must learn to see as our Heavenly Father sees.”earn to see as our Heavenly Father sees.” It’s not a ‘must’ because he’s in the stake presidency, and it’s not just a ‘must’ for the relief society or elder’s quorum presidencies or for our bishopric, it’s a ‘must’ for all of us. Sister Virginia Pearce says in her book A Heart Like His, that we are all beggars before Christ. We are all equals in our need for repentance and forgiveness and for the mercy and grace of God. We are here to be tried and tested so that we may learn better how to become as God is, and to love as God loves.

Now I wish to talk about something that has been very difficult for me. I have talked about God’s love and how we can feel it for people we barely know or have yet to meet. Sometimes I feel like it may be easier to look at a stranger and see as our Heavenly Father sees than to look at someone who has caused me pain, to look past the hurt and THEN see as Heavenly Father sees.

Something we all have to learn to do is to soften and open our hearts. I find that when we let people in to our lives, we open ourselves to them for all the good and the bad that they bring; for friendship, for heartache, for love, for hate. When we let people in, it’s because we hope for the best. But we are all human, we’re imperfect, we make mistakes and we hurt each other – sometimes intentional, sometimes unintentional, but it happens.

The natural man within us would have us close off our hearts, to hold on to pain and anger as a defense to guard against future hurt. I want to bear my testimony to you that this is not a good thing to do. When you close off your heart it is not just to others around you, you also close off your heart to the spirit and to our Heavenly Father, and when you do that, you leave yourself vulnerable to the adversary. In 2 Nephi 28 we read, “For the kingdom of the devil must shake, and they which belong to it must needs be stirred up unto repentance, or the devil will grasp them with his everlasting chains and they be stirred up to anger, and perish; For behold, at that day shall he rage in the hearts of the children of men, and stir them up to anger against that which is good. And others will he pacify, and lull them away into carnal security, that they will say: All is well in Zion; yea, Zion prospereth, all is well – and thus the devil cheateth their souls, and leadeth them away carefully down to hell. And behold, others he flattereth away, and telleth them there is no hell; and he saith unto them; I am no devil, for there is none- and thus he whispereth in their ears, until he grasps them with his awful chains; from whence there is no deliverance. Yea, they are grasped with death, and hell; and death, and hell, and the devil, and all that have been seized therewith must stand before the throne of God, and be judged according to their works.” Brothers and sisters, I have felt these chains before, I have been unwilling to forgive and in doing so, closed off my heart. It didn’t seem like a big deal at first, I justified it as a way to move on from pain, but I never felt like myself, something was off. Sister Pearce says of those who choose to close of their hearts, “Their hardened hearts also prevent them from feeling love from their Father in Heaven and it is this love and peace that they so desperately crave.” My heart was closed off, deprived of the ability to feel God’s love, I say the ability to feel because I do not believe that God ever turns his love away, he says multiple times in the scriptures that his hand is stretched out still. I was in desperate need of a change of heart.

Elder Uchtdorf said in his talk “The Merciful Obtain Mercy”:

Forgiving ourselves and others is not easy. In fact, for most of us it requires a major change in our attitude and way of thinking – even a change of heart. But there is good news. This “mighty change” of heart is exactly what the gospel of Jesus Christ is designed to bring into our lives.

• Forgiving ourselves and others

• A major change in our attitude and way of thinking

• A change of heart

To me, and I may be biased and making this fit into my topic, this is what happens as we develop charity. Charity is a change of heart, it is repenting and forgiving, it is seeing as our father in heaven sees, it is opening our hearts to others and hoping for the best. It is the pure love of Christ and I hope and pray with all the energy of heart to be found possessed of it at the last day.

I am so incredibly grateful for the opportunity I had to prepare this talk. I felt my prayers for the strength to forgive and to change my heart answered, and trust me, I had been praying with all the energy of heart for a while. I have a renewed testimony of the Lord’s love for us and for the liberating power of forgiveness. It can take time, and that’s okay. Opening our hearts again to others and to the Savior is a choice that we make and it takes work because we are fighting against the natural man. Sometimes it’s like taking one step forward and two steps back but hang in there, it is hard but it is possible. The Lord wants you to succeed and he will provide a way.

Thursday, May 16, 2013

No one makes me bleed my own blood.*


Blog Bucks: Congratulations to Sarah and Kathryn!

Busy, busy, busy.

I guess there are worse things than being incredibly busy.  I am happy to report that my life is really good right now.  I finally feel like myself again and I can't even tell you how long it's been since I have felt this way.  I can only tell you that I noticed I hadn't been myself when I came to again.  It's really kind of an incredible story that will get its own post.

This weekend, I went to a party at Ashley's house.  She had made cards with flags from countries and we had to speak in that accent and then find the other person with the same accent.  Renee handed the flags out and she gave me an easy one (America!) and on the back it said, "Southern".  It's amazing how quickly I can't do an accent when suddenly I need to.  I had to get people to not look at me and then I could do it.  Cam was actually the other person with the accent (Ashley tipped me off).  So I went up to him and kept asking him to talk in his accent, I spoke to him in Southern and he said, in his very non-Southern accent, that he liked something southern (I can't remember for the life of me).  There was even a bonfire and smores (my favorite - of course, it's just a marshmallow and graham cracker for me). 

Then we went and painted nails for "girls night".  Here's the interesting thing about girls night - Nickapedia wanted to pain his toenails, so we watched Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog while we painted toenails.  Christian tried to blame me for bringing that in to the house - but I wouldn't dream of it! It was Nickapedia's idea and so I just let the dream happen.

Saturday we had our Regional Activity in Charlottesville.  It was small, but fun.  There was broom hockey and injuries.  It was great.  The brooms were pretty cheap and everyone broke a few before the game was over, which actually ended in bloodshed.  Spencer cut his arm on one of the broken broom handles and that's pretty much when everyone quit.

When I got back to Richmond, I got ready for the Glow Run 5K.



They had free face painting from 6-8 so we went for that.  Only to stand in line from about 6:20-8.  They were not very well prepared. 









We were the next in line when they just started holding out paint and letting people dip their fingers in and take some.  So we grabbed some and went to the start lin...where we were then told to wait ten minutes to start.  Half an hour later, the race started.  Two thousand people all started running at once.



In my vast race running experience - I give this race a 2 out of 10.  It is officially the lowest ranked race ever (of course, I haven't even rated any of the others).  We had been standing for two hours before the race began, it was hot and muggy, and then....then the course was all hills, pavement, and gravel.  My ankle is still hurting from the gravel (don't worry, I walked most of the gravel portion).  Throw in there that we were also having to weave in and out of walkers and at one point, a couple STOPPED right in front of me to take a picture.  I nearly tripped on them.  I almost feel like Black Friday shopping would have been easier.



But - they gave us pretty cool medals at the end - I mean, they are weighty, hit someone over the head in self defense weighty.  THAT'S why they got the two stars.

Yeah....it glows in the dark.

Friday, May 10, 2013

I've got to meet this freaking bird!*

Blog Bucks: Congratulations to Isaac! He's moving up that leader board!

Wednesday night I killed an opossum.  I have a relatively small list of horrifying/scary/emotional moments in my life, and I think running over a living thing with your car and knowing that you very likely just ended it's life, makes that list. 

I was driving home from the boys' house, merging from 64 East to 95 North when something came running across the interstate.  I can't say that I have the fastest reaction time and that may have been the first folly in this story.  In my head I thought, "please run faster!" because suddenly I couldn't think what I should do and then there was that horrific moment when I struck him.  I'm not a crier really, but I almost cried here.  I just kept thinking how I had just killed something bigger than an insect and I've never done that before.  Then there was a strange noise coming from my car, I thought maybe I had a flat tire and in my head one side of my car seemed to be lowering.  So I pulled off the interstate only to realize that this was a neighborhood I refused to stop in.  So I stayed on the back roads and drove slowly until I reached a place I felt safe (WaWa).  I checked my tires, but they were all just fine (except that they were accomplices to murder).  I got back in the car, knowing my tires were ok, and kept driving, but there was that noise again. 

I kept fearing that it was the opossum, hanging on to the bottom of my car and scrapping against the pavement as I drove, so I drove slower so as not to harm him anymore.  Then, when I got home I kept imagining a little opossum paw reaching out and grabbing my ankle, saying in a raspy, labored voice, "You won't get away with this!"

It frightened me (did I mention this was around 11:30 at night?)

So I jump out of my car and head in to the house.  This morning when I left the house I noticed that the under carriage cover for my car was hanging down.  Then I felt like I should have known that sound last night as my old car had a problem with this and it was always scraping against the ground.


  I mean, I'm grateful it wasn't the opossum's body, but I'm still super sad that the whole event occurred.  I may have to go to some grief counseling for this one.

P.S. Many thanks to Punkin for coming over last night and fixing it so I can at least drive.

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

The world is a mess and I just need to rule it*

Blog Bucks: Congrats to Isaac for snagging May 3rd's points.  I like how he keeps going with the quote, makes me want to watch the movies. Yesterday's points are still up for grabs. 

One of goals for 2013 was to get serious about getting published.  I joined a writing group in January (first meeting in February), went to my first Writing Conference in April, submitted a sample writing for my writing group's meeting in May, and I am not in touch with an editor.

I submitted a sample for my group and our meeting has been moved to May 22nd (as opposed to tonight) and Lana sent out the e-mail.  She said, and I quote, "We do have some lovely writing to review!" I don't know if someone else submitted too and they are the lovely writing or if she is talking about the prologue I sent.  I really hope it's mine - that would make me feel good, even if she was just saying it to make me feel good and not because she believes it. 

I'm also nervous about taking on an editor.  Well, I haven't taken on one yet, I sent her a sample this morning so she can see if there is any hope for me. So, we'll see how that goes.  Luckily I grew some tough skin having Amber has my "editor".  It's hard at first to hear, "this is wrong, this needs to be corrected, Jessica - stop using commas." followed by laughter (ok, she only laughed once before I threatened to never let her read my stuff again and she stopped). But I can take grammar and punctuation corrections because I know I'm weak in those areas.

I am working on making business cards (because one lady had them at the writing conference and I thought it was a great idea).  There will be a conference in June about marketing yourself at any "stage of your career", published or not.  So, I started a website - there's nothing on it right now except a blurb about me and summaries of my stories. And G-Sauce recommended making fake book covers for my stories - something to help me keep going, it's been surprising how motivating they've been.  Two samples below:



The point being here...I am working on it, I feel like I've come a long way since December and I feel determined to get off my butt and make this happen.  Wish me luck!

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

To my everlasting shame, I did.*

Blog Bucks: Congratulations to Murbatron, Isaac, and Ashely! Just as a note, the blog bucks from May 3rd are still available!

April was a rough month for book reading.  I just didn't have time or more so, motivation.  I made this rule for myself that I couldn't buy anymore books until I read three from my "to read" bookshelf (seriously, I have an actual shelf set aside for all of them).  So - you can see how well that is working out for me.  I need a good YA novel to get the ball rolling again.

January - 4

February - 3

March - 4

April - 2

Total =13

Yeah - I don't want to talk about it.

The 5 Love Language by Gary Chapman - I had heard about this book, recommended it to friends, taken the quiz, etc. but had actually never read it.  So it was good to finally have read (er..listened to - did I mention this month was audio books? That makes it even worse in my mind) it.  I'm not sure I'm altogether satisfied with my results - I'm kind of across the board with everything but "gifts".  I'd like to be more specialized.
A Heart Like His by Virginia H. Pearce - this was a good book about opening our hearts up to other people in the way of further developing charity and  serving others.  So it was a good book - but not what I was looking for at the time.  I guess I was looking for something more on opening our hearts up and forgiving others who have wrong us.  But I guess we can't always get exactly what we want.



Monday, May 6, 2013

I'm not a witch, I'm your wife!*

Yesterday was a fantastic day.  I got to church really early for an 11 o'clock meeting, only to find out that the meeting was at 11:30 but no one told me.  But it worked out well because I got to have a nice chat with Lady Em who I NEVER see anymore but apparently she reads the blog all the time so SHE feels like she sees ME.  Sometimes I forget that there are people who read but don't (or can't in Lady Em's case) comment.  I decided to give Lady Em the first paragraph of this post.  She is the one I went Letter Boxing with so very long ago and I hope that we'll go again soon.  If anyone in the area is interested in joining us - let me know.

I also bore my testimony at church yesterday.  At my church, the first Sunday of the month is set aside as "fast and testimony meeting".  Members fast that day and during Sacrament meeting, we have the opportunity to get up and bear our testimonies.  I was challenged last month to do it and I made the mistake of telling Orin, who, as soon as the opportunity to go up came, he started to hit me.  So I jumped up with no clue what I was going to say, just that I had to get up there.  Turns out Brother McLean doesn't even remember challenging me...I could have gotten away with it had I kept my mouth shut and not told my friends.  But it was good to finally do it again.

Last night we had waffles and the CES devotional.  After the devotional I had the chance to talk to Ashley.  I had been wanting to talk to her for almost a week, so it was good that she was there and that we had time to chat.  She is such a wonderful individual and in the words of my friend Arianne, "I care for her greatly".  So I wanted to dedicate the last paragraph to her

(and this isn't a paragraph - but I love these girls too - Happy Monday)


Friday, May 3, 2013

What if there is no tomorrow? There wasn't one today.*

Yesterday I finally went to the eye doctor.  Back in the fall I went but ended up with a prescription that was way off.  Needless to say, it was scary driving and I ended up popping the old ones back in.  In January, I got EyeMed to go along with my insurance, so I decided I'd go to some place fancier (i.e. Lens Crafters).

The facility was nice and they had some new tests I haven't seen before.  The color blind test was my favorite, though I think I failed on the last one.  You had to say what numbers you saw in the circles and I went through all of them and said, "the last one is very pretty, but I don't see anything."

They had me take my contacts out for the other tests and the actual exam, which means I was legally blind.  I went back to the examination room and the doctor came in and checked my eyes, he had me look at his right ear while he shined a light into my eye and then I looked at his left ear while he did the same to the other eye.  He asked me when I started to notice a difference in my eyesight.  I explained that my contacts were very old so it had been a while.  He went to his table and started to write stuff down and asked me when I started to notice a difference in my vision, so I guessed and told him a couple of months now.  He asked me what brand of contacts I had been using, I told him what brand I thought but couldn't really remember.  Then he said, "let's take a look at your eyes" and proceeded to shine the light in my eyes and tell me to look at his ears....for a moment I thought maybe the test would be different, but it ended up being the exact same one.  Then he asked me when I started to notice a difference in my vision and asked me what brand of contact I wore. 

I didn't really question why he asked so much because I figured he thought if he kept asking I would give a better answer.

Then he pulled out my contacts to take a look at them and asked how long I have been wearing contacts.  I said, "since I was 16" and he said, "oh, so you're a veteran?" and then he laughed.  I laughed too.  As he was looking closely at my contacts he said, "so  how long have you been wearing contacts?" I thought about it and said, "About 14 years" assuming he just didn't want to do the math. Then he said, "oh, so you're a veteran?" and then laughed the exact same laugh.  He put my contacts into another thing to look at them (I couldn't quite tell what he was doing because I am blind) and he said, "So how long have you been wearing contacts?" So I answered, "14 years" and I'm thinking really?? and he says (you guessed it), "Oh, so you're a veteran" and did the same laugh. Then he showed me what is happening with my eye (how it's shaped), he had me hold a lens up to my right eye so I could look through it and see the pictures he was showing me.  I wondered if he got a good laugh out of that because there I was with a little makeshift monocle.  He showed me how eyes are usually shaped like oranges but my right eye was egg shaped, and he pointed at the word beneath that picture and read it, "astigmatism".  Then he went back over to the table to write something down and said, "How long have you been wearing contacts." I couldn't help it, I laughed.  I think I was going crazy, getting paranoid.  I was wondering if there were cameras in the room that I couldn't see and I was on some TV show and they were waiting for me to crack.  They are thinking, "how polite can this girl really be?"  Was he aware that he was doing this, should I be concerned that he may have Alzheimer's or should I be concerned that this was his way of joking around with people? Was I being tested.  So I answered, "14 years" he said, "Oh, so your a veteran?" and LAUGHED THE EXACT SAME LAUGH.  I figured I could get away with laughing here so I did, this was nuts.  So I agreed and then I kept talking, because I don't know what I would do if he asked me that question again.  Then he asked if he had shown me what was going on with my eyes.  So he gave me the monocle and pulled out the picture and told me how eyes are shaped like oranges but my right eye is egg shaped, point to word and say, "Astigmatism". 

Then he told me to wait a minute while he checked something out and he left.  I don't know how long I was in there, but it didn't take long for me to start to worry that he had forgotten I was there.  I could hear a clock ticking but I couldn't see anything.  I finally grabbed my purse and my phone so I could know what time it was.  It had been at least 5 minutes and I waited another 4 and told myself that I would leave the room and seek help (blindly, I remind you).  Just as I was about to give up that he was coming back for me he came and took me to try on the new contacts. 

And then he left me there and his assistant got me ready to go.  So in truth, I never really saw the doctor, I mean that in the visual sense.  I have no clue what he looks like.

It was the weirdest visit I have ever been on.  I wasn't sure if I should laugh or cry and run for the hills. 

After work - I went to the park to work on my talk for church.  I had my headphones in and was thinking about what to say when I noticed a guy was talking to me.  I pulled out the headphones and he said, "Are you writing me a love letter?"

Well, I never...I just laughed and said, "no".  Sorry if that seemed rude but it was honest and I didn't know how else to respond.  I told him I was preparing a talk and we talked a little about what it was for and where I went to church and then he wished me luck and left.

Hands down - yesterday was one of the weirdest days of my life.

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