& although the streets used to dance,
they are pausing.
the thousands of eyes that used to be there.
are gone.
even in dreams you cannot,
always have beauty.
but we are not afraid.
we dance in circles under the darkness,
letting the dirt slip through cold fingers.
the twinkle of the stars,
beating time.
we can feel free,
Gods love kind & gentle.
pushing us forward.
& he will never let us fall.
never let us fall.
if we hold tight to him.
& when we turn the light on,
we can see the void.
so we keep it off.
& continue our dance.
so many bags are filled,
with dreams of the future.
they will be opened.
let us have faith.
this too,
will pass.
the entries in my little leather journal from abigail fae are getting shorter and shorter.
i think maybe perhaps its the result of a happier me.
my emotion is coming out in the sheer love of this crazy life.
instead of words that tend to slide down the hill leading to negative sad and yet a beautiful romantic.
this moment it feels like im writing out of obligation,
you pals over yonder dont feel like hearing these same brown skin red sand mumblings
going into one ear and out the other
kind of like how potty training works
goes in one tiny brown ear and out the other
did that make sense?
ya idk either.
new girls.
amy haynes.
hannah nightingale.they will do good here.
87 days left for me.
i have approximately 20 billion more freckles.
we only have 5 kids. pray for more. thanks.
usually we all just go to church in everyday clothes but since only 3 of the kids attend our little chapel service we decided to dress up. that was fun. heels and neat hair and gold watches. that was a first for me since i got here.
my biggest loves of february. volleyball. sweaty shaky loud competitive. the sun. it bakes you fast. yes diane i am wearing spf for my complexion.my bow and arrow is safely on its way to jenna. these girls. i know i always say that but truly im so in love with them. these kids. i know i always say that but truly im so in love with them.
window rock. they are so full of gold too. evenings around the fire with window rock. amazon dresses.burts bees toothpaste. dried new mexico flowers. THE FACT THAT LARAE FLIES IN ON THE 5TH OF MARCH. and NOT the fact that im nights again now. any ideas for me to stay sane?
hiedi jane leaves. and then jaci larae. and then kianna jean. and then emily sue. and then me. woah.
ok bye i need to go be on play duty now.
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