So There Was This Guy... (My Steubenville South Story)
Now, I have had a few retreat experiences in my life. But this particular event hit me pretty hard, and I just can’t stop thinking about it. This happened Sunday morning, the last day of Steubenville South 2012, the day we were going to leave Louisiana and come back home. Before the final Mass, there was this little prayer/praise and worship thing where we were supposed to call upon the Holy Spirit to be with us during the Mass.
Everyone was standing with their arms out, eyes closed, all that kind of stuff. I was looking down at the floor. I suddenly felt the need to look up, and when I did, I saw this guy. As soon as I saw him, I heard a voice in the back of my head saying “Go to him, he needs you, run.” I didn’t listen at first because I had no idea who this guy was, it’s just weird going up to complete strangers, especially when you’re supposed to be praying. But I just kept hearing in the back of my mind this voice saying "He needs you, go.“ So I went over to him.
I grabbed his hand and I whispered into his ear "You are loved. You are so loved and I know that you will be well taken care of. You just have to know that. You just have to know that you are loved.” Then I left him and went back to my group. Once I got back to my seat, I saw him sit down in his chair and start crying. Then I literally collapsed into my chair and started shaking and hyperventilating, just like I did during Adoration the night before (different story for a different time). That lasted for a few seconds and stopped. Then I went back over to him and we just kinda held each other until his group had to leave. Then he gave me a hug and we went our separate ways. As he was leaving, I caught a glimpse of his name tag. All I was able to see on it was that his name was Cody. That is all I will ever know about him.
I’ll be honest, I was perfectly fine with the idea that I might not ever see him again. In my mind, I did whatever it is God had wanted me to do in that moment, and I was happy that I was able to console Cody (if that’s what I was doing, I’m still not entirely sure what I had done). But now…well, since Monday night actually, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about Cody. I’ve been praying for him, because that’s all I can do, but….I don’t know. I feel as if there was supposed to be more, that I was supposed to do more, and I missed it…. I just hope he’s doing alright.
Now, I know that I only have four followers and that out of those four there is a good chance that no one will read it, but I felt as if I just had to tell this story. Maybe one day, Cody will find it….maybe not, but it’s all in God’s hands now.
Cody, if you do somehow end up seeing this, everything I told you at Steubenville is true. You are loved. Never forget that.
Saddest moment: the farewell of River Song (s7 e13)
You know, River Song is my favourite character. I’ve always known that she could not leave without a well made farewell, and when I’ve seen the name of Alex Kingston on the poster I’ve understood I was going to see her for the last time. Altough I was not prepared at all to a such ungair ending. The most beautiful love story of ever could not have an happy ending. I cried until I got sick and when the episode ended I continued crying for about an half an hour. But right now I just want to say something to you, River.
“See you around, Professor River Song.”