So What Now, Superfox?

Dying to be with you.

But is it a good idea?

Never wanted a man before.

Tsk.

Dilemma.

Tick.

Tock.

Tick.

Tock.

Fine.

I'm going all in.

Stranger than fiction

Sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy, in hopelessness and tragedy, we can thank God for Bavarian sugar cookies. And, fortunately, when there aren't any cookies, we can still find reassurance in a familiar hand on our skin, or a kind and loving gesture, or subtle encouragement, or a loving embrace, or an offer of comfort, not to mention hospital gurneys and nose plugs, an uneaten Danish, soft-spoken secrets, and Fender Stratocasters, and maybe the occasional piece of fiction. And we must remember that all these things, the nuances, the anomalies, the subtleties, which we assume only accessorize our days, are effective for a much larger and nobler cause. They are here to save our lives.

Last Day.

So this is my last day before I turn 25 tomorrow. My 24th year of existence is the worst and the best year of my life. Nothing could ever be more memorable. The extreme ups and downs... What a ride. I'm just so happy to find God again. And I now I know that all I need is His love. Nothing more. :-)

25 years.

I am truly grateful.