these damn songs.

We are eternal at heart.
We are made for forever.
Every day feels just like yesterday.
Decades mean nothing.
With eternity in our souls, time isn't really real.
A sand-digger fly's entire life is five minutes long.
And this damn song won't stop playing on the radio.

Beginning this new year feeling like I'm still eighteen and finding it nearly impossible to believe that four years have passed since I graduated high school and that I went to Bible school, travelled Europe, moved to Texas, spent two and a half years as a Baylor Bear, and started and nearly completed nursing school in that time.

There has been much loss, and many gains; a lot of unanswered prayers, and some answered ones; leaving and beginning; remembering and forgetting.

Between Jana and Miranda, there have been tears on this Friday, one week into the New Year.
I do not fight them...because they are meaningful. 
Life is both beautiful and brutal--brutiful. 
And all the magic movies say tears are healing. Lord, let it be so.