Saturday, February 2, 2008
Why, oh why, when there is only one place you want to be on this one Saturday, that you plan your day around an event, and you know, YOU KNOW, it starts at 2. You read the email over, and over, and over again. Yet you arrive a respectable 45 minutes early and learn it did not in fact start at 2, but 12, and all you get to do is sit in the hall crying and listening to what had to have been the most beautiful closing song, and the loveliest closing prayer ever. Why?