Oh if I'd only known how it would mold me. How it would turn me into such a different person than I am today. I'm so grateful.
With that said, I don't know why but every summer since the summer of 2006 I get depressed. I miss that summer. There is nothing like it and there will never be. Sometimes I get sad when I think about all of the things that are not present in my life as much anymore like: dancing, my friends, missionaries, NYC, and of course, Suzi Taylor.
Currently, I find myself stuck in that same summer rut. Longing for the summer of 2006. What once was is just now a memory and it makes me a little sad.
Pray for me... that I may snap out of it and be able to come to terms with life's movement for me.
The sooner the better.
Ps. We moved to Odessa. (Pics and stories to come soon.)
It's George Bush's hometown.
Enough said.
It's George Bush's hometown.
Enough said.
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