Monday, October 20, 2008

Something instead.

Maybe to see things more beautifully, you have to feel pain more acutely. I see these things and notice these details with intricacy and vibrancy, but assuredly, I'll carry your burden so close to my heart for so long that my scars might mirror yours in time.  

I'm so grateful for so many things, but not nearly as many as I should be.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Someone hasn't posted for over a month. It's not me.