“P” Party
Just got a call from one of my best friends, Paul, a minute ago, and he shared with me something interesting… well let me back up.
Around my sophomore or junior year at George Mason University, Paul and I were bored and decided to go shopping at the grocery store. While we were there we started picking out random items like pretzel rods, pickles, pizza. We made the connection that they started with a “P” and started thinking of all the awesome food that starts with a “P”; popcorn, peanut butter, pie… (go ahead think about it). We decided right then we were going to have a “P” party and started calling up all our friends in Cru, a Christian Organization on Campus, to meet us at a friend’s dorm with some food to share that started with a “P.” An hour later we had a party going that lasted into the night.
Eight years later, Paul just called me to say he talked to someone in Cru at Mason who was planning this year’s “P” Party. I’m kind of amazed. Honestly though, it’s one of the smallest and most irrelevant impacts my friends and I had the honor of making at Mason. I went to school with some amazing people who continue to have an impact on my life and family. Community is a powerful thing.
Last month many of us got together to spend a weekend at the beach, we had 4 kids in between us.