My mother still doesn’t believe you even exist. She says it’s impossible. … If I can get a stamp, I’ll mail another card today. If not, I’ll try and mail it tomorrow.
If anyone ever wonders why it takes dreamers so long to carry out their dreams, you need to look only at the lonely hearts who have to overcome the objections of their own mother. I thank God that my brother had enough faith to die for me.
If you are wondering what true love looks like, it is shaped like a cross. ❤️ (at Livingchristian.org) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8_4B8IHHRy/?igshid=xvid8r52284x
Stop scrolling for a minute and read this image.
It’s so true right now.
God will make a way. Trust Him. (at Livingchristian.org) https://www.instagram.com/p/B93_b9_HExP/?igshid=6ljna9w6h7mv
A gift from the ms.
Libby sleeping.
Something new I penned ...
The day I left in the rain
I have many “worsts,” but the night where I left you in the rain gives me chills and my stomach knots just thinking about it.
I remember that I didn’t want to leave. I wanted to stay and find a way to make everything all right.
I was hurt when you tore my heart to pieces and slammed it on the pavement.
The next day, though, I was thankful to have been with you just for the short time we were together. (I had planned to pop the question the weekend after we broke up.)
Now I just want to find a way to jump to the end and see if what I think is what actually will be. (My mother says I’m putting the cart before the horse, which is true, but I feel pressed for time.)
I could live without you, but just typing those words made me cry, so I know what the real answer is: My life is not complete without you.
I’ve imagined it in many different ways. They all involve sunlight.
Coming up tonight at 8 CDT...
One thing I don’t like about our overly sensitive society is the limitation of free speech to preserve a Victorian-esque sensibility. The alternative, as we have seen, is not one to emulate, but trying to redirect a bull is like playing that game at those arcades where you had this big bean-bag hammer that you’d use to pop these groundhogs as they popped up everywhere. You’d get a ticket every time you successfully caught one, but then they’d start going so fast you just get all flustered and curse the damn thing.
There are things I couldn’t say in my letters that I would want to tell you in person before I asked the other questions I mentioned. Of course, the first question would be -- will you go out with me?
If the Founding Fathers knew how bad this country would become, they never would have founded it. Talk about Sophie’s Choice!
The greatest love story of all time more or less began with this song (believe it or not).