June 23, 2002

Well, it’s technically the 24th, because it’s after midnight, but I don’t care.

Sloan broke up with Otte again tonight. I guess I should actually call them by their first names and say Kristen broke up with Brian… but somehow it seems formal and distant to say it that way. Strange. Sloan needed to do it… it’s been something she’s been praying about, and from what I can see, she’s completely right in breaking up with him now. It’s killing Brian, though. I don’t think a way exists to make him not hurt and understand why she’s doing this. She means so much to him, and he doesn’t even understand why God would take him away from her (not the opposite). I told him that maybe God doesn’t want him out of her life… maybe he’s supposed to play a different role in her life. But I’m not good at making people feel better… usually I make them feel worse. Brian’s going to sit on his roof and look at the stars… think, I’d imagine… and I hope pray. I can’t imagine what he’s going through. I wish I could make Kristen not feel guilty, and I wish I could make Brian understand and feel better. God be with them both.

Last night at Grandma’s I searched through my emails to try and find Peter’s email address. I found an email Gretchen had sent a bunch of people, and saw and address that looked like initials… Peter or Phillip. So I emailed the person on the odd chance that I was actually correct. Then, in usual fashion, I searched about every engine I could think of for Peter’s email address, until it occurred to me that he probably has a BW address. I found it, emailed him, and hoped he got it. Tonight I checked email again, and both Phillip and Peter had emailed me back. Phillip was the initials, but his new address is apparently different Peter emailed me from something else also at yahoo. I was thrilled, naturally, and responded to both of their emails.

Later tonight, when I logged back on, someone IMed me… it was Peter! I can’t tell you how excited I am that I managed to get his email address and screen name in this short amount of time without the help of Gretchen! I miss everyone so much, but like I said – especially the K’s, so to actually get to talk to Peter was just awesome. [You might take note that his screen name is the name of Candlerain’s newest CD.] At any rate, we chatted a little bit, he plays trumpet, his brother plays sax, we’re trying to keep Lakeside alive in our hearts, college, parents, his tongue is healed… stuff. Unfortunately he had to go pretty soon after we talked, but hopefully we’ll talk again soon.

Mittens is lying next to me on the bed, quite unsure of what to make of this new development – the laptop. She clearly wants to purr on me… I think she’s really missed us… and instead this electronic black thing is taking up my lap. I should go to bed anyway.