Book reviews kissed dating goodbye
Dan emailed me again a year after his non-break-up email to apologise for the hurt he’d caused. I think there would be value in Josh Harris doing the same – in saying, perhaps, that though he isn’t sorry he wrote , he wishes the culture it engendered hadn’t veered to such an extreme and that the book hadn’t come to be prized so dogmatically.
He was well-intentioned and very young when he wrote his book, and I doubt he could have had any idea of the impact it would have on the Christian world.
We went to see and I – oh, how I cringe at this memory – used this as a golden excuse to put my head on his shoulder and cry like a baby through most of it.
I’d already had my teenage fun, my first snog and many subsequent ones.
Let’s call him Dan, since that was his name, and there are a million Dans, and the chances of his reading this are, at best, minimal.
I don’t remember if he put his arm around me, but he probably didn’t, or at least not immediately – which should have been my first warning.
Eventually, he plucked up the courage to write me an email.