God is the reason I’m surviving, but he’s sure used you in my life wonderfully. I love you.
~ Esther Earl
One day I realized, without God, nothing matters. So, I asked Him into my heart.
I'm not sure if it was entirely sadness that caused the tears, but there was so much love. And that's all that mattered. Despite the fear, despite the sadness, despite the pain, there was love.
I'm worried about my friend not being imagined complexly enough.
I do hope that when the day comes, whether in 1, 10, or 100 years, I don’t want you to think of me and feel sad.
Isn’t it sad that so often it takes facing death to appreciate life and each other fully?
I forget, because it’s hard to realize that the same person who gives you so much love, and to whom you give so much in return, can go through the kinds of pain and suffering that nothing you do can alleviate.
