I sit down to write an essay and I delete every word. My brain has been a trash bag lately.
I am the girl you miss on a Sunday afternoon during your comedown and the girl you want to see at 4 am.
You actually commit to doing things together. You take vacations. You meet the family. You show up when you say you will.
Never, ever underestimate how powerful you are. Having a big heart is your strength.
Following Christ doesn’t mean you will never face struggle or temptation, it simply means we will never have to do it alone.
Your heart is not made of glass. It doesn’t break just because it hurts. It’s not beyond repair just because it feels a little bruised.
You make me believe in good again, the kind of good a kid feels on Christmas day.
I thought I’d have more figured out. I think we all did.
We’ve forgotten how to express love via means other than technology.
When you approached me, my first thought was, I hate his sweatshirt.