Missions...

Please read previous post first, much more fun, this one little random, not fully processed, maybe better by the end of writing it. Previously called this blog "Mission moments with Meg and Mike," but now I've changed it. Amazing, technology, one day it's a title, the next it's not. A title seems so permenant, so final; once it's there, it's there. But it's not anymore. I'm feeling a little distant from the whole missions thing. Still think I'm hear for a reason, that I'm doing what I'm doing for a reason, that God in His infinite knowledge and understanding is in control and that He doesn't allow anything to happen without His cosmic OK, but I'm lost as to where I'm going these days. And maybe that simple statement is why. I used to look so big, so planetary, so grand, and I think I forgot often times about the here, the now, the people right in front of me, about me and my life.

Life is so much smaller, and larger at the same time, and now, with a little perspective, I think I'm seeing this more clearly. I am only one person, but I am one person. I can only do so much, but as PK in the "Power of One" says, a great water fall starts with a single drop of water. This is real life. Me going to work, selling clothing, interacting with the other significant people all around me, my co-workers, the customers, the other employees in the mall; we are a microcosm that is not so micro. Frederick Beuchner wrote once about how mankind is a huge spider web, and that no man is an island, that no man is separate from the repercussions of any other person's actions; no part of the web goes unmoving when one part is plucked or pushed. Everyday, I cause a quivering in my part of the web, for good or bad, and who knows how far that influence is felt.

I want to start living for now, not that we won't plan on the future, but what exactly gives us that right? We are not promised tomorrow. So as soon as I fulfill all my responsibilities as a responsible working person, I'm going to book the ticket that Mike and I have earned over the past five years, and go see my sister who almost got deployed this spring in Hawaii, and I will leave two weeks from today. I have the pto, I have the free ticket, Mandy has the time and wants me to come, and it's okay with my boss. I will grab this day, this opportunity and make the most of it. Does it make sense? Should I save this ticket? Maybe. Maybe not. But I want to see my sister. And I think sometimes, we think too much. I will cover my bases and just go, with no other plan but to go.

The current title of this blog is "M & M-ing Moments with Meg and Mike." Mike and I will continue to tell you of our happenings from this small part of the web; may it vibrate your part of the web, like sine waves matching up and strengthing each other, harmonizing your wave with God's for your life, not for what Mike and I set out to do, not for our mission, but for our every day happenings, for our real life experiences. What's happened yesterday and today. Tomorrow we'll tell you about tomorrow...

Prom #3, the Pharmal...

So most of you know that Mike and I met in Chaska High School in 1997. We went to two high school proms together, (if we ever get another scanner, I'll try and post some old pics of us, they're pretty cute) I'm a year younger, so my junior/his senior prom, and my senior prom/his first year of college. Now we're back in school again, he the actual student, me vicariously thru him.

As a fund raiser for a scholarship set up in honor of a student who died of leukemia her first year of pharmacy school, the school put on a pharmacy "gala," what all the students affectionately started calling, "the Pharmal." Mike and I went, in celebration of our 10 years together, to our third prom-esque experience. And we had a lot of fun. A bit more alcohol involved with this one then either of our previous ones, especially in that Mike and I hung out with all the goody-goodies in HS, so a few people were a bit more toasted at this one.

Even Mike, after only a glass or two of wine, got out on the dance floor a few times! We swing danced, we slow danced, we even polka-ed at the request of our fine Minnesotian friends (and in fond remembrance of my mom and Mike's dad flinging around the dance floor at Kristi's wedding). Fun to dress up (though after gaining a bit of weight since our wedding, wasn't able to wear the infamous rehearsal dinner dress, had to settle for the well-loved, very forgiving $19 TJ Maxx special from college; why does this dress still fit? It's a mystery, kinda like the sisterhood of the traveling pants; Kate's worn it, one of my roommates wore it, and now I've worn it to at least 3 formal events over the past 8 years...)

It was cold, we were beautiful, at least I think he was, we drank a little, danced a little, laughed a lot, and I was able to meet and spend time with some of the amazing people Mike spends most of his time with these days. The first picture is obviously Mike and I; got him a lavender dress shirt for dirt cheap from my place of employment, that looked quite snazzy on him, if I do say so myself, and it matched surprizingly well with my dress; guess I wasn't supposed to wear the other one after all. The second is a picture of Allison and Josh; Allison is in the pharm school with Mike, and Josh and I are the sig others. Great couple, so fun, so nice, love to hand with them, and really, have you ever seen a more romantic picture in your whole life? And the last is me and "Bemmers" as Mike affectionately calls Laura. Thanks for the great time, you guys, and for allowing Mike and I to be part of this funny little family.