there was a child who was born to be the one who comforts me, who grew up strong and brave and holy, and loves me rough and tenderly.
this weekend was really good. really really good.
i woke up this morning with a huge stomach ache, but it wasn't from what i thought it might be when i went to bed last night. it was a muscle ache, from laughing so much. it was the good kind of pain.
thanks guys.