Dear John, There's so much I want to say to you, but I'm not sure where I should begin. Should I start by telling you that I love you? Or that the days I've spent with you have been the happiest in my life? Or that in the short time I've known you, I've come to believe that we were meant to be together? I could say all those things and all would be true, but as I reread them, all I can think is that I wish I were with you now, holding your hand and watching your elusive smile.

God is out there watching you, even when you're away from home and that if you put your trust in God, you'll be all right in the end.

Libraries are places that house our dreams, our fantasies, our thirst for adventure.

love wasn't possible in just a couple of days. Love could be set in motion quickly, but true love needed time to grow into something strong and enduring. Love was, above all, about commitment and dedication and a belief that spending years with a certain person would create something greater than the sum of what the two can accomplish separately.

I cry to you, my Lord, my rock! Do not be deaf to me, for if you are silent, I shall go down to the pit like the rest. Hear my voice raised in petition as I cry to you for help, as I raise my hands, my Lord, toward your holy of holies.

He took a few steps before responding. "You are special," he finally said, and the way e said it made her wonder if he wanted to add something else.

Wandering and confused, lost to myself, ill-assorted, contradictory, Pausing, gazing, bending, and stopping