love and pineapples: ohana means family, and family means no one gets left behind

hoco char ball

this throwback thursday, let's take it all the way back to a year ago when i spent a great deal of time in the dingy place below caldwell hall with 10 other crazy people. back in august 2012, we sat in the dingy cellar and there was quite the disagreement between one timothy mcevoy and casey lilley. the community craving tim mentioned how excited he was to be like a family by the end of the year and the ever skeptical casey lilley remarked that we would never be more than his co-workers. by may of 2013, casey had retracted that statement and started referring to us as ohana.

christmas cellar night…

…got a little weird

what am i talking about? last year at cua, i was a student minister. what the heck is a student minister? short version, a student who works as a liaison between students in the residence halls and campus ministry and builds supportive and personal relationship with students through regular conversations, events in and out of the res halls, and prayer. they promote fellowship amongst students and partner with ra's to make the residential experience as awesome as it can be. student ministers also plan weekly, monthly, and yearly events for the entire students body and build a community with their fellow student ministers that is supportive and prayerful. yeah, thats the short version.

the only way to shop at costco

so as a community, us crazy 11 got together several times each week for: meal time, prayer time, mass, fun time, pastoral staff meeting, business meeting and then the events we planned and did. so you can imagine that we got pretty close after 36 weeks of that.

reunionizing at times this one time.

over the course of last year, and the time we spent together, we really did become our own sort of family, each person with their own certain role. we totally lived the "if plates fly, let them!" policy as papa frank so eloquently stated. except maybe one time it was a bowl and it was intercepted. whoops.

spongebob cellar night #socollege

but at the end of the day, even if we disagreed on whether or not we should use the card scanner, or what the most effective way to do the job was, or what color the luau t-shirt was, we were a family. sometimes we were irritated with each other, sometimes we were giddy with excitement to spend time together, but we always loved each other.