A Much Needed Sign

Hello again folks. I am back for another entry.

Before I start with the main part of this entry, I would like to take a moment to thank everyone that has given me feedback regarding my last entry. You all know who you are and I just wanted you all to know that I really appreciate it.

Now that I have gotten that out of the way, let's move on to the reason and story for this entry.

Since my last entry, I cannot seem to stop thinking about it (the last entry) and the entire situation. I am still have the same feelings that I had. It seems as though the feelings were getting worse up until the experience I had this morning.

I went outside to enjoy the beautiful sunshine and warm temperatures at around 10:30. While I was out there, I had everything on my mind and my emotions were running rampant.

Now normally I am not a religious person. I do believe in God and believe that everything happens for a reason, even if we do not know what it is. I was really feeling down about the whole situation.

While I was out there, I looked to the sky and started talking to God. I asked Him what I was to do and what to think. I wanted to know why I was going through this and what the purpose was. I asked that He send me some sort of sign. A sign that would help me with the situation.

Less than 5 minutes later, a fire truck turned onto my road and past in front on my house. As the fire truck past, the guys waved at me and I nodded back at them. As soon as they past, I felt a huge weight lift off my shoulders, I felt relived, and felt a whole lot better. Then I started to cry. I started to cry because I felt that God had just sent me the sign that I was asking Him for. I had to come in the house for a few minutes because I was overcome with emotion and had to get myself together. I thanked Him because I just felt that it was the sign.

What makes me think that the fire truck was the sign and not a coincidence? I am glad you asked. Allow me to explain.

I took it to be the sign for a few reasons.

The first is that when it turned onto my road, it turned from traveling north. If they had come from their station on a run, they would have turned from traveling south. They also did not have their lights and siren on, so they weren't on an emergency run. It was also Squad 4, the subject of my entry titled "Squad 4." If they were headed back to the station, they would not have come down my road.

The next reason is that she, the girl, wants to become a firefighter.

The next reason, I am obsessed with the fire department.

The final reason I took it to be the sign is, I figured that God knows how much I love the fire department. I know that the fire department is around to protect and help people. They keep us safe and assure us that everything will be OK. I think that was God's way of telling me that everything is going to be OK, that I am going to be OK, and that everything is going to work out.

God works in mysterious ways.

That will be an experience that I won't soon forget.

'Till next time.

Jason

Complicated

Don't be alarmed folks, I am still alive and kickin'. I know that it has been a while since I have written. But, nonetheless, here we are. So without further ado, let get started shall we? OK, good.

Life can be so damn complicated. You all know what I mean, right? That's what I thought. Well, allow you to fill you in on the latest complication I am dealing with.

There is this girl that I have been talking to and getting to know online for the past four to five years, maybe more. She and I have quite a bit in common and I think that I am really, really starting to fall for her. She is one of the nicest, sweetest girls that I have ever met. I really believe that she and I would hit it off.

What's the problem? I figured you'd ask.

The problem is, she lives 2200 miles away. Big problem, huh? My thoughts exactly.

So our conversations over the past few days have gotten to be pretty serious. I will not go into details as I am sure she will be reading this. Let's just say that she and I talk about just about everything. Topics range from the silliest of things to the most serious and everything in between. The more that we talk, the more I think I fall. Do I think it is a bad thing? Absolutely not. I love it and I think that its absolutely great.

So what's a guy to do? I do not know what to do or what to think. I cannot seem to get her off of my mind. I am not sure if what I am feeling is real, but it damn sure feels that way. My heart tells me one thing and my mind tells me another.

Does anyone have any ideas?

Well, I think this entry might be an abbreviated one. I cannot think of anything else to say. As a matter of fact, I have said just about everything that needs to be said.

Thanks for reading.

'Till next time.

Jason