Bracing myself. For the worst. I can do it. I will survive. I've survived once, and I will survive this time. I'll more than survive, because I want to.

But I'm bursting. Of all the interracial relationship stories out there that pretty much tell our story, those victors came out victorious because they were willing to stand by their partners. ( Read more... )

My heart still feels heavy, for Lydia. I hope keeping her in my prayers will do something for her and, I guess, for me. Still pondering on why my heart goes out to her so much more. Is the fear of losing someone close to me the reason why? Maybe her experience acts as a mirror for what it looks like to lose a part of myself when the day comes ( Read more... )

Booth and Brennan.

"Why does it make me so happy that every time I try to sneak a peek at you, you're already looking at me?"

I keep feeling God is trying to tell me something about Lydia and Ben's situation. What is it ( Read more... )

One too many stupid people in the club ( Read more... )

        What an interesting service we had today, on culture. I'm glad I walked into yet another informational and engaging session which brightened up my Sunday first thing in the morning. Here goes.

"Focus is the key to how far you will go, determines how high
the capstone of your life will be."          Brian began with the quote above, which ( Read more... )

Endearment doesn't always have to come only after there are tears. Teasing isn't always the best communication method. 

"life is so ironic. it takes sadness to know happiness, noise to appreciate silence, and absence to value presence."

FML seriously. 

        I think maybe constantly thinking about how classes might turn out this semester has become an obsession. Whenever I have a moment to myself, left with my thoughts, I feel lonely? How strange and disconnected these two seems ( Read more... )