I love... Home decorating magazines. Shoe shopping. Walking in a thunder storm. Riding in a two seater airplane. Early morning bike rides. Scrap-booking and card making. Reading bedtime stories to a toddler. Buying a new house plant. Making fruit smoothies. A tender smile shared. Framing portraits. Painting on a fresh canvas. Joking with the old Baba and Gedos in the grocery store. Comedy drama. Traveling to a new place.
The sister I never had: I know you're out there somewhere. The older I get, the more I wish... I wish I wasn't an only child. Daniel: I had a dream of you last night... Your puppy eyes still have my heart. Grandpa: I just want to sit cuddled on your lap again, sharing a strawberry shortcake bar, and giggling at your funny impersonations. My God: Everything that I am... you hold the key to. Where others have left, fill the emptiness in me. I'm messed up and I need the real thing.
I thirst for God, the living God. When can I come and stand before him?