This girl is one of the three people I see myself closest to here in Puerto, but I'm fairly confused about her interest in a friendship. It seems like it's all me, that I continue pursuing time with her and she never reciprocates. Yesterday was our day to get together, which we haven't done in weeks. I decided not to go find her. I guess I was giving up in a way. I was thus all the more surprised and happy to see her at my doorstep, intentionally seeking me out.
It's a reminder to me that I really don't know what God has me here for. I can make all the plans and decisions I want, but most of the things in my world are out of my control and understanding. I'm left living moment by moment, which is the only place I can really live anyway. One step at a time.