I have been in a long-distance relationship for a few years. When we first started dating I was overwhelmed with joy. I felt the typical butterfly sensation people get when they first fall in love, sort of like the exhilaration of flipping upside down on a roller coaster ride.
I used to spend my time glaring at people who talked on their cell phones while I tried to sleep on the commuter train I ride to work five days a week. I would cringe when I heard someone popping their bubble gum or chewing it with an open mouth. I have to admit that sometimes I still do.
Written by Kayley Collum, Catholic Register Special,
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Every few years I get the opportunity to visit my grandparents’ cabin in the small town of Hope, B.C. Just a few hours from Vancouver, the cabin itself may not seem like much to the average citizen, but to my relatives and myself it is a reflection of hard work, perseverance, fond memories and family.
I just finished reading Jodi Picoult’s The Pact and felt that it really hit home hard. Although it’s fiction, it dealt with real issues teenagers face every day.