"A man buried his wife. At the graveside he stood by the Reb, tears falling down his face.
'I loved her,' he whispered.
The Reb nodded.
'I mean… I really loved her.'
The man broke down.
'And… I almost told her once.'
The Reb looked at me sadly.
'Nothing haunts like the things we don't say.'” - Have a little Faith.
I have… Reached a point in life where my friends would be leaving, and the memories that we’ve once shared together was magical. There was once I said, “If I were to thank God, 3 of you will be one of the few things that I’d thank Him for." I was overwhelmed with my words I started writing the things I am actually thankful for, taking baby steps to the contentment in life.
I spent a part of my Sunday being a part of Jy’s passion - Watched him at work for a little while… The remaining I tried designing a site that spun out of my expectations. It was such a messy process. My camp’s confirmation details finally arrived in my mail yesterday but I was less than delightful to check it out.