Friday, February 1, 2013

Advice on Romance from Mom & Dad

Hi, Everyone!

So, I had a good long conversation with my mom and dad last night. I told them about my academic studies and how I am experiencing miracle after miracle in Geometry & Trig. Naturally, they were glad to hear the good news, and then I asked them about the first time they met.

Dad fondly recalled that it was on a Tuesday afternoon in 1990, at a basketball court at the University of Southern California. He was playing basketball with his buddies when he saw Mom carrying her bookbag, some notebooks, her purse, and some food from Wendy’s. Dad said that just as he had hit a three-point shot, he voluntarily excused himself from the game and helped carry Mom’s bookbag and notebooks. Mom further explained that she was very appreciative of Dad’s “gentlemanly character,” just to help a damsel in distress. Dad pointed out that he was not really trying so hard to impress Mom; all he knew was that she looked like she needed help, and he helped her—straight simple.

And then, Mom made a paradigm shift in the conversation by asking me point blank about Ray. I quickly denied the claim, realizing that I had further proved Mom and Dad’s point.

Dad took full advantage of Mom’s silence and said: “Honey Bee, check this out: I know that you like Ray and all, but don’t let him be your top priority. Besides, you need to focus on your studies, especially when you’ve got problems in your Geometry class. And then too, if you and Ray are meant to be together, then the both of you will know it. I’m not destroying your dreams—I’m merely showing you the grim reality that you and Ray are literally miles apart, and while it is a great gesture on his part to wait for you, absolutely anything can happen between now and then.”

I realize that my dad is right, but he didn’t really have to point out the obvious to me—I’m just sayin’.

Anyway, the whole gist of the conversation with my Mom and Dad simply revolves around Matthew 6:25-34. Again, I know that they’re right, but when you’re an eighteen-year-old college student who is in love, both extremes tend to confuse you.

Until next time, please say an extra prayer for your girl!


Hugs & Kisses,
Natasha

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