it's been such a long time. who am i now? where am i going? what's left that isn't found? hope sees the invisible. feels the intangible. and achieves the impossible. but it seems so impossible.
word to D.S.!
i feel like crying. i'm here for you. may nothing break this thing of ours apart.
i try to imagine what he would say to me right now?
"Nephew, you're obligated to win. You're obligated to keep trying to do the best you can every day. Period."
i sit down to WRITE, and the pen goes dry.i can't BLOCK it out.
i sit down to cry, and my eyes don't cry.
You gave me this quote:
But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
(Isaiah 40:31)
