Tuesday, 13 May 2008

• Disappointment

      I was blessed to have a smooth transition from Bible School to home. I missed my new friends, and saying goodbye to over 40 people at once was ridiculously sad, but I was so glad to be back to my familiar routine, that I just slipped into the groove easily. But ever since, I randomly have moments of nostolgia - some more intense than others -  for BMABI. (Or EBI,or whatever it is supposed to be called now).
      ... I flipped through the hymnal the other day and came to "In Heavenly Love Abiding". I want to sing our arrangement with the choir.
     ... I listened to a CD of Jessica G's family singing. I miss talking to her.
     ... I heard a simply awful version of "Canon in D".  I wish Evangeline and Jana were here to play it so beautifully on their violins. 
     ... I worked on more of the chapters that we didn't cover in "School of Biblical Evangelism". It would be so nice to be able to discuss this in class.
    ... I played volleyball (of sorts). 
    ... Val posts pictures on her xanga of all the visitors they get in PA.
    ... Rox sent me her granola bar recipe.
    ... I saw a guy go across the street that looked like Mr. Norrill. 
    ... Sometimes, I even miss Elnora, the odd little town that it is. 
     And the list could go on and I could say something that I miss about every single one of my friends, starting with my dormies and going on through the yearbook. 
     So it happens very occassionally that I smile and sigh and say to myself, "I miss ____" (fill in the blank). I realize that this is normal. And will continue to happen until I'm old[er] and reminiscing and searching the faces of young people and matching up last names and playing the Mennonite game by saying, "Why, you're so and so! I went to Bible School with your mother!" (Or whatever.)
     But lately it's this that makes me feel very, very, deprived indeed: knowing that soon many from my term will be together for a reunion that - because of distance and circumstances - I will not be able to attend.  
     It can't be helped, and I know life will go on - quite happily -  even though I can't see everyone. But the understanding of this doesn't necessarily make the disappointment any less. So just let me vent and forgive me for this melancholy post. But I think I'll go watch the talent show vidoes now and enjoy moping in my nostolgia.

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  Quote of the Day:
  "Can anybody remember help me find that verse? It goes....something...something, something..."
                 --Mom

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