I remember sitting in that little room after they drove away feeling sad, alone, unsure, and afraid.
But then...
I ran into Chase, a familiar face from home. In fact, the only person I knew in the entire town. The person that had told me coming to Logan for school would be a good idea in the first place. And he invited me to go to the movies with a him and few of his friends.
The first person he introduced me to was...
...a cute boy from Ohio named Daniel. He was nice, outgoing, and funny. He asked me what I thought about guys popping their collared shirts, made me sit in the back seat, but also made me smile - a lot. And for the first time that night I felt something. Hope. Hope that college might be fun. That I might fit in there. Hope that I might meet someone. Little did I know, I already had.
Daniel went on the tell me a lot about himself that night. His major, his taste in music, about his mission for our church, how he thought I was cute, and even some crazy story about how we had met before (What???)... But one thing he failed to mention was that... it was his birthday. His 22nd birthday.
Yes, that's right, folks. That makes today Daniel's 30th birthday. And just like he did that first night, Daniel continues to bring laughter, smiles, and hope to my life. And just like that night, if you met Daniel today, he wouldn't tell you it was his birthday. That's just the kind of person he is. It's not all about him, it's all about those around him.
So since Daniel won't take a moment to tell you it's his birthday, I thought I probably should!! After all.... he is the most special person in my life. He deserves to feel special and loved on his birthday by everyone he knows. So take a moment, wish him well, and let him know that...
30 is NOT that old!!!
I love you Daniel. Thanks for the past 8 years. Here's to you living at least 8 more, old man! (wink, wink)
No comments:
Post a Comment