How lost your life must be. How lonely your heart must be.
I don't pray very often. But I pray for you.
Instead of tears, you've given me cause to celebrate. To celebrate that I am surrounded by great, full lives. That I have been impacted and motivated to move forward. Where we've found connection, you've found pockets full of emptiness.
Again, I don't pray very often. But I pray for you.
I love you Nana. I'd fight them all for you. I'm scrappy like that. :)