I miss your smiles. I’ve been very good though ignoring the tempation to send you a messge. “you” or someone representing you asked me not to, I have to respect that. I wonder how your doing though, fighting in Afghan. It’s still like a hit to the gut thinking that you may have the drama in your life…but it’s your life and none of my business. I stay out where I’m not welcome. This? Well. I have a claim on my own feelings, on my life. Tattoos take a long time to remove. 😉
Sending you peace and love and happiness. Keeping you in my prayers, wishing the best for your life. When God closes a door, He opens a window. I’ve become friends with a young man from Haiti. He’s 27 and here to study welding. You know how much I want to travel and I’m sure I would be able to visit his family when he returns. He’s lost both parents and is the eldest of 6 siblings who he is now responsible for, as well as having a 2 year old son of his own. Like you, there is a connection to his spirit. Yes. I still feel it, the dreams havn’t ceased there is just a lot I don’t post (surprise, surprise). I hope I can be a blessing to him in some way; I already have in small ways. That’s where my heart is, well you know. Your on my mind and in my heart as always. I’m on Facebook if you ever decide to reconnect. As promised I am here for you through hell and high water and blessings and difficult times…
It is well with my soul.
All my love.
ciao!
