| It’s been almost 3 months since I received an email out of the blue from our trusty Editor-in-Chief, Charlie Wear. Basically, he was asking if there was anything I wanted to write again for Next Wave. My reply was “yea, sure… I have some ideas floating around… I’ll get back to you soon.” Well, as I write this tonight, I still haven’t gotten back to him. It’s been a long time for me. The last time I wrote for Next Wave was May 2001. A lot and not much has happened in that time. But those stories are for another time. I have tried to sit down and write something, ANYTHING… for the last 3 months. I wanted it to be inspirational, quirky and happy-go-lucky… Well, that’s just not happening this time around. Maybe that’s a good thing.. because it wouldn’t be true.. and come to think of it.. it wouldn’t be real. Here is the scoop right now: I hate being single. I hate getting messages on my cell phone saying “Hey… I heard they just released a movie about you… “The 40 year old Virgin” (it’s ok to laugh… I did) but the joke is only partially true: I’m only 34. I’m tired of hearing about everyone else’s new boyfriends. I’m tired of being invited to weddings and being the only single at the table. Before you say that I’m a scrooge and think I’m a total downer.. I also find joy in hearing about new boyfriends and seeing people I care about get married. I find joy in having a talk with my pastor about being single and seeing that “yes… he DOES understand how I’m feeling.” I find joy in knowing God has my best interest in mind even though in the short term it feels the exact opposite. Tension. Didn’t God say something about tension? Between this world and the next (or was that John Wimber?) . Tension between the joyful and the sorrowful. How does this work? The tension between wanting to hear about these wonderful occasions in people’s lives but at the same time needing them to know that it’s also hard for me to hear. I wish I had the answer. Unfortunately, I don’t. I’m trying to work it out as I go along. Thankfully, I can walk and if I fail… it’s ok… I’ll pick myself up and continue on. In the end, I’m hoping that this feeling will pass and I can worry about more important things like if this will finally be the year for the Chicago White Sox… (one can ALWAYS hope).
 As you just read, Leslie is single but hopeful that Zach Braff will be calling soon." (that's a joke... unless he is really reading this!) |
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