that time he knocked me right out of melancholy (pretty sure that's how my relationship with him is going to be forever)
Many drops make a river. -Dari Proverb Journals of my middle-school self tell of the woman I wish to become- she is a single missionary or she is married to someone who matches The List. She loves God with all... Continue Reading →
I wept a lot that day. It started early, just after eight. He is always there early, usually before I come in bleary-eyed at 8:05. The first day I met him he was in his "spot"...
