Oh Virginia!

Sometimes I feel like as soon as this new post window comes up, I have to immediately change into spititual mode and talk about some new revelation God has shown me! Well, today is not that day. Today, I'm just going to talk about life!

Tomorrow I leave to go to VA to be the Maid of Honor in my friend's wedding. I have known the bride, Patricia, ever since the 2nd grade. Yeah, we have school in Oklahoma. We were close for awhile when we were young, but then during Middle School the friendship kind of halted. She started getting really clingy and making ultimatums like "You have to pick between Katie or Me!" Naturally, I picked Katie because any real friend wouldn't have made me pick!! These were huge statements in 5th grade!! Then she started to chase me around school, kind of stalking me, which seemed to be the popular thing to do this year in college. That's another story for another blog.
Anyway, life went on, and we were in marching band together. She did the flags and I played the flute. We were still friends. THEN a foreign exchange student came and stayed with my family. He was from Germany, and at that time, one of my older brothers had a terrible reputation around our community. This only needs to be mentioned because the people in charge of Roman's visit decided that he should be put in a better living environment. Guess who he then lived with? Patricia. He lives with Patricia, and ends up sleeping with her. Again, this was in 9th grade i think. That was a pretty awkward conversation to have with her, because of course, we were all "in love" with him. Even through that, God just reminded me of his protection. Honestly, had Roman and I been home alone, I could easily see something like that happening. God protected me, and once Patricia opened that door, our friendship again turned to the colder side. She began partying and drinking and engaging in some activities that I don't have anything to do with. We were still friends, but I only really knew one side of her. She met this guy in H.S. named Mel. Mel was a jerk. It was very clear from the start. I didn't like him, but somehow Patricia couldn't see how much he was verbally abusive to her. When I talked to her about it, she told me that Mel gave her an STD, and she felt like no one would ever want her after that.

what do you say to that?

I told her that wasn't the case, and it's not worth still being with him. She didn't listen. We graduated, and I went off to SC. Patricia and Mel got married and he became physically abusive. Patricia, in all the years that I've known her, has always been a very strong and independent person. She divorced that jackass and moved out. At work, she met a guy named David who actually showed her that he cared for her. This was new. She and David have been together now for a lil' over a year, and are getting married on Friday. I couldn't be happier for her.

Life doesn't turn out the way you think it will, that's guarenteed. I'm just glad I can be a part of her life, and a part of this happy weekend.

P.S.- David is black, and so the wedding is gonna be a lot of fun!! Yes, I mean that in the best way possible!