I’m getting a little behind… I’m trying to recount the summer of 2006 in splurts on my blog once a week. It was an eventful 3 months and I have a lot to say which is why these Thursday Memoir posts are so long. I hope you’re enjoying them.
I’m telling you this as a Love Story because this is how I met my husband, but Crossroads was so much more than that. We were walking across the country to witness to what we strongly believe in. Some local teens and other Pro-Lifers joined us for our Kick Off walk. We met everyone at the Space Needle and just started walking.
I remember my first few miles very well. Displaying the words PRO LIFE on our shirts as we walked down the street made our message clear. There were a few negative responses but for the most part, it was overwhelmingly positive. People gave friendly honks, thumbs up and waves. I was so happy walking and waving back at everyone. 🙂
Like I said, during my first week, I walked on Day Shift and I did not walk with Hobbs.
I got to see the GORGEOUS Cascade Mountains and the charming little town of Leavensworth. <3
My mom was very worried about this whole trip and insisted I buy a walking stick. I did so to appease her but I was the only one who did, lol. I didn’t use it much, but it did come in handy climbing this mountain!
The second week, I was on Night Shift. That was quite an experience. You walk 5 miles and when you get back to the van, you sleep. When the other group comes back to the Littlest Van after they’ve walked and they wake you up with their flashlights and knocks on the window, it’s… unnerving at best.
Then you walk again and repeat. About 4 times a night. It’s rough, but at the same time, BEAUTIFUL because you get to see the stars and the night sky. Out west, that’s an incredible sight!!! Unfortunately, you can’t really get good pictures of the night sky. :-/
During the week, opportunities to take showers are MUCH appreciated (even if you have to pay $0.25 for 6 mins of hot water)!
After Mass (especially on weekends when we spoke to ask for donations [on Crossroads, you start broke and end broke – donations pay for gas and food], but also after daily Mass), we would stand in back and talk to people. I remember one particular time during the first couple of weeks, our whole group was standing in a big circle and a man asked the group who among us was discerning becoming a nun… a priest. Even though I had a boyfriend at the time, I looked around the circle curiously. Every boy (including Hobbs) had his hand raised at the priesthood question. Well that was it. I didn’t have to think about meeting a guy this summer; they were all spoken for… or so it seemed…