4/4/10

I cant believe i slept 12 hours last night. Feeling semi normal today. Almost happy. I was thinking about how our true hope lies not in His death but in His resurrection. The hope that we can arise from the hell weve brought on ourselves and live again. This is my hope that i might be alive again. We actually ate breakfast at home today. I like cereal and unclogged arteries. Were at the boat of course and hes got the new gauges installed. Clouds are coming in. I find myself constantly checking facebook to see how MTs son. I cant help but think it could have been my son and i worry a lot. I want to say something encouraging but what do you say when its been nearly 2 decades. My heart aches for him.