My diary cont...5

This is a continuation of my previous posts

Tuesday October 22, 1957

6:15pm

It has been awhile since I wrote. I have a lot of news but not much time. I have to go to school in a few minutes. I have a problem and a biggie; my Father found out that Tom is Catholic. Tom was over for Sunday dinner, and when Father prayed for the meal, Tom made a cross. Now my Father wants me to break  up with Tom. Father said: “If he comes in the house again I will tell him to get out!” Oops, that is pretty unfair. The rest of the family do NOT agree with Father.

I asked Tom: “So, why did you do that, if you are not a practicing Catholic? You sure got me in trouble big time, not that it matters to me!” “Well”, he answered, “I wanted to impress your family.”( HE SURE DID!) Tom had told me before that whenhe was young he went to the RC church. But as an adult he has some different views. I can see that, else he would not have gone to church with me (twice).

This really has become a problem because if I am not allowed to bring him home, what can we do, we can't walk the streets all evening? We do like each other, he is such a kind guy and honest (so far anyways). I don't quite understand what all the excitement is about. We've know each other for a little over a week. (I have not even set the wedding date! Hahaha). I should be able to take him home, which I think is the best place to be!

Of course I think about the faith issue, how can that work? Will he forfeit his Catholic upbringing? I would never want to force him, that is his choice. There has to be a commitment from the heart. When you are in love it is so easy to make promises. Then later on in life those promises might be forgotten. So I do think about these things. I can understand why my Father was shocked, since he has experienced first hand how difficult this can become, knowing that Mother was brought up in the Catholic faith. So he has his reasons, except when he forces me to act a certain way, it is like saying to me, you don’t think, you are impulsive, or worst yet, mine or Tom’s convictions have no value.

Okay this is just a small portion out my diary when I was 17. Regarding DATING!

Well of course this relationship did not last much longer. It seems I knew what I wanted and that was often a problem when I dated. I had certain expectations and a belief in God was the most important. So I'd ask about it on the first date! (It must have scared the heck out of them!) Though I always had an "Interdenominational" view, and I still do!