Even before my eyes were fully unglued, before I dragged my tired butt out of bed, I prayed. I prayed because the night before I had cried myself to sleep yet again. Not just a silent tear that accidentally slips out, no, sobbing, the cathartic tears of a heart that hurts. A heart that is…Read more I have pretty makeup on today, so I can’t cry
Month: November 2013
1 Year (my testimony #2)
1 year. I have hit a very important (to me) 1 year anniversary, but I have no one to share it with. My church here doesn't know my story. My church back home is so far away. And my non-church friends here or there probably would not understand the importance of this time to me;…Read more 1 Year (my testimony #2)
Strange Little Dreams: This is My Story . . . 