“ Except heaven is a hope , and eden is a memory . ”
How satisfying it is to leave a mark on a blank surface. To make a map of my movement - no matter how temporary.
~ Craig Thompson
Something about being rejected at Church Camp felt so much more awful than being rejected at school.
And that's my comfort--that someone else was there and experienced the same thing. How else could I know it was real and not merely a dream?
I wanted a heaven. And I grew up striving for that world-- an eternal world- that would wash away my temporary misery.
