1989

After reading ahead in my diary, I have concluded that nothing significant happened to me during the rest of the year. And if something significant did happen I didn't write about it nor do I remember it now. I will give you the brief overview. I promise, you aren't missing a thing!



I continued to have spats with my mom. I didn't understand her moodiness or my own.

I continued to pick fights with my sister Lucy. I decided she was too young to hang out with me. I was 12 now.

I joined our middle school volleyball team. We lost all of our games.

I started feeling mushy about Grant, started going with Grant, dumped Grant. I stayed at a friends house and shaved my legs for the first time.

I went a bit boy crazy going with or having crushes on: Carl, Jeremy, Grant (again), Travis, back to Jeremy again.

Through all of that there is still a name that appears on the majority of my diary pages, Dax. We spent time during the summer together at camp again. I loved every minute with him but nothing hinted that we were becoming more than friends. He sent letters to his cousin Mindy more often now always sending a "hi" along for me. Mindy would bring these letters to church for me to see for myself. I remember sitting there studying his handwriting, trying to read more than just the word hi that was scripted on the paper.

And sadly, that completes the year of 1989.