Thank you Rhett. Yes I remember the ugly orangish, pinkish, cream colors.. All teal grean and cream now.. Very nice.
After we got back from our walk Sunday morning, my girlfriend gave me the tour of her mother's house where we spent the night. Upstairs, prominently display on a table in the hall, was a picture of my girlfriend graduating from Harvard University. Picture was dated June 6, 1991. I could'nt help but think of what I was doing at that time. Preaching. Preaching. Preaching. And to think the version of the truth I was preaching then is different than the truth today. AKA "generations" "Blood fractions", "separating work", etc.
Now, so often, I think about how much farther behind I am in life because I wasted so much time blindly following those people on the stage.
Now, I'm going to Purdue University and can't wait to graduate in 2-3 more years. But I always think that there is some young, talented, intelligent, enthusiastic Witness out there who is cleaning at night and pioneering the days away, instead of going to the "evil" college and getting an education, traveling waiting to get married for a few years rather than immediately past the "bloom of youth." I'd like to talk to him, reach into his mind and show him a different path is available; but I know, like me, he'll have to figure it out him/herself. For me, sometimes it's hard not to feel like an underachiever when something you poured your heart into turns out to be a mirage.
When I first bought this computer 2 years ago, many Saturdays were spent reading and researching JW stuff on the internet. It has turned out to be a great friend. Knowing there are other ex-Witness survivors out there brings some real relief.