Greetings, readers. A Happy New Year to you all! I am feeling very melancholy today. There are several reasons for this, which I shall now elaborate upon. Besides missing my mother, father and grandparents, I had to make one of the most important decisions of my life. It’s going to hurt some people very badly, but in my heart, it is what I had to do. I shall now elaborate on this.
For those of you who do not know, I had not been going to the Presbyterian Church for about three years or so. Recenty, I have been attending a Mormon church with some friends of mine. Also, with two very excellent Sister Missionaries, and others before them, just as good. After many weeks of pondering, doing my homework, listening to friends and family, I have decided against joining the Mormon Church. It was not a popular decision to the sisters, I can assure you. They were quite devastated, as was I inside. I tried to put on a brave face, but I was just as hurt in my gut. I told them that I had to do what I thought was the correct thing for me. Whether it will be or not, we will find out when I die.
All last evening. I should have been happy, but I was not. I crushed two young ladies whom I like very much. If I live to 110, I shall never forget the look of devastation on their faces. My sincere apologies. Also, there are others who do not yet know of my decision. My job of hurting people is far from over.
On to a different subject. My mind and soul is filled with thoughts of watching parades on TV when I was a child, followed by college football bowl games. Oh, the old days. I long for them. However, as many people have told me over the years, the only thing constant is change. I might be repeating myself, but I am young enough to remember when you had to search hard for a business to be open on a Sunday or holiday. Now, you must look hard to find one that is closed.
Until Wednesday, I again bid you a Happy New Year, love one another, forgive one another, and as always, happy reading.