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.
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.