How Things Change

Hehe, lunch with Mrs. Macdonell was so great! You’re in for a few laughs any time you get her and Mark together, and today was definitely no exception. After we left Pizza Hut, Mrs. Mac had to drive her daughter to a dentist appointment so the rest of us went with Mark to get his hair cut. Flo and Alex went home after that and Mark came to my house when he was done watering the plants in his back yard. We played Smash Melee for awhile and then there were no other good multiplayer games so we played my brother’s Pokémon Stadium game. Well… I lost miserably, but it was pretty funny anyway.

(11:24 PM) It’s strange how things change. Strange how things get replaced so gradually that I don’t even notice it. I got a phone call this morning. If I would have gotten the exact same phone call this time last year, I would have had a heart attack, stuttered, been short of breath after hanging up, and marked it on the calendar. But now… it was still kind of neat, but my pulse stayed even somehow. When I try to examine the whole concept, it seems like nothing has changed. The love is still there. The respect and admiration is still there. But something else is not. Something, and I don’t even have a clue as to what. I was watching Robin Hood with my brother yesterday and Marian said, “Absence makes the heart grow fonder… or it makes the heart forget.” I know what she’s saying even though it didn’t turn out to be the case with her. And it really makes me wonder what exactly it is that makes my heart and mind just clamp on to certain people. What is it about their personalities? There’s a common thread in there somewhere, and I can define it using pretty general statements, but it would be interesting to narrow it down further.