Jono's Wedding

Well, Friday was a good day. I should write about it but I'm not going to. I finally had a good lesson, half my students were there, and I decided to go home instead of working late on Friday.

Sabbath at church I woke up and thought that it was the day that Jono was getting married. I was suddenly very sad that I wasn't there. Jono was one of my best friends for years. He never got into the emailing fervor so we wrote letters back and forth for about 3 (maybe 4) years. In the months after Conference we sent multiple letters per month, later on in the year there were less, haha, but we were good friends so it didn't matter. He was one of the few friends in my middle school and high school years that I was able to talk to and confide in. As is usual when you're young, it developed into a crush, my first really serious crush on a boy. But, beside the fact that I had a crush on him, his friendship was more important to me. We got older and it seemed to me like he was dissappearing. He joined a band in our denomination and started hanging out with new people. Then, he came to Conference less frequently and when he did come he had so many people to see that I didn't really get to talk to him much. It was awkward. But still, I consider Jono one of the people who really helped shape who I came to be. We haven't really talked in years, but he sent me a wedding invitation.


I wanted to go but I wasn't sure about the money and it was too far to plan ahead. Then it got closer and I thought it would be weird to go since we haven't talked in so long. Plus, it is right in the middle of our AP crunch weeks so it would be hard for me to take time off. But Sabbath morning I was so sad. I was so sad that I had missed his wedding and missed seeing all the other friends who would be there. Really, it will be a wonderful party with tons of my friends. Plus, when it came down to it...I just wanted to be there for him. Haha, not that he would need me there, but I just wanted to be there kindof in memory of our friendship.

I checked his website and it turns out that the wedding is not until this coming weekend. After church I went crazy trying to figure out if I could do it. Plane tickets are expensive but I could probably do that. It's a few days later...I'm like, 2 weeks late RSVPing, everyone already has plans for getting there and where to stay. All the hotels are booked, I don't have anyone to pick me up from the airport, I feel bad RSVPing so late, and I don't want to be a burden to anyone this close to the wedding. I tried to work hard today so that if I get things figured out I can go. I got hardly anything done because my lesson was so hard to write. And I think i have to give up. I have so much going on this week and when it comes down to it, I know I could manage to find someone to take me to the wedding if I can get there...but there is no place to stay and I don't know the area well enough to find another place. The lodging is the worst part at this point.

Anyway, I didn't want this to be a sob story, but I sorta feel like it is. I don't know why it means so much to me at this point, but I'm very disappointed and I guess I just feel like I need to mourn the situation.

Reflection: It's been a day. I'm frustrated that I sucked at working today and that I can't sleep and that I'm so darn anxious about Mondays. I'm very sad that I didn't realize earlier that I needed to go to Jono's wedding to celebrate the happiness of an old and special friend.













Here we are, I think this was...maybe 1998? hmm...don't know. Amy is on the left, then Jaime, Jono, Myself and then Bethany is in the middle.

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