Alyssa's ramblings...

Letter and randomness.

Dear Crystal,

I saw you last night - for the first time in years - at the Coffee Club, then at Woolworths, then at the cinemas. We said a passing “Hello”, but nothing more. I’m really sorry. Ever since then, I have been regretting not saying more – not reminiscing about high school, not introducing my husband, not telling you how good it was to see you… and most of all, not reminding you how much God loves you. I heard you’ve been going through some tough times, and I’m sorry I didn’t reassure you that everything’s going to be okay.

Why didn’t I say more? What was I so afraid of? At the time, I didn’t think God was telling me to go talk to you, but maybe I wasn’t listening hard enough. It was pretty obvious, wasn’t it? We were in three places at the exact same time (you were even standing behind me in the line at Woolworths), through no fault of our own. It must have been a God thing… and I missed it. I’ve been kicking myself ever since.

I think I found your parents’ address, so I’m going to send you a letter via them, and hope it gets to you. I just really want to apologise.

Love from Alyssa

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For anyone who’s wondering, my first and second days of walking at lunch were a failure. :o) It’s okay. But I didn’t have any coffee, and I’ve been drinking quite a bit of water, so that’s still kinda good. I got enough exercise from cleaning the house when I got home yesterday, anyway. Wednesday night, being Home Group night (which is held at our house), also becomes cleaning night. I clean madly from about 5:30 (when I get home) to 6:45. Then people start arriving to a {hopefully} tidy house. Perhaps it would be better not to leave cleaning to the last minute, and therefore reduce stress levels, but for one reason or another it never works out that way.

But guess what? Yesterday, I arrived home to find that my wonderful husband had done ALL of the dishes! You don’t understand how awesome this is – there were A LOT of dishes. A LOT. And he hates washing dishes with a vengeance. I will love this man forever.

Aaaaaaargh! Crystal just sent me an SMS, saying that she received my letter, and she’ll write me a letter soon. For some reason that simple message made me really nervous. She’s just a school friend, Alyssa. Calm down. This is the same feeling I got when I was witnessing to my friend Kirsty after watching the Passion Of The Christ with her. But Crystal was a Christian at school, so for all I know, she could still be going strong for God (although I have heard otherwise, but only through someone who heard it from someone else, who heard it from someone else…). I don’t know. I’m just really having mixed emotions at the moment. I can’t even explain it. And I’m rambling, which is awesome.

To be fair, my blog is called ‘Alyssa’s ramblings’, so it’s perfectly acceptable for me to ramble. :o)

I think I'm going to have a hot Milo. I brought a can of Milo and some honey to work, for this purpose. I bring everything to work. I have some tomato sauce underneath my desk right now, in fact. Yippee.

posted by Alyssa @ 3:10 PM