Nov 13, 2004 15:46
she puts the colors inside of my world, she's just like a maze, where all of the walls all continually change." ~Daughters
Will it ever be possible to explain this specific need within the female soul? How it's been this way ever since I was a little girl of five, running after my daddy, wanting him to hold me and tell me I'm special. I'm not sure I know what love is, but I know I want to be treasured. I want desperately for someone to think I am that unique something. Something they've been looking for ever since they could knew what they wanted. The trouble comes when I get confused and I don't FEEL treasured by God. Loved, yes. His grace keeps me going ever day and gives me joy like nothing else. But to feel treasured, like I impresed someone and they can't get me out of their head... that's what I'm still waiting for.
My weekend is poop. I worked last night. Then I slept. This afternoon I'm doing homework til it's time to leave for church. Then I'll be at church until 9 tonight, then homework and more sleep. Then church, accountability meeting, and then I work again, then it's time for homework again... huh. All I want to do is cuddle in front of a fire and drink hot cocoa and read a book. Blah! said Toad.
But I'm going to North Carolina and I'm waaaay super excited. I don't know who all I'll see, and even though I would love to see EVERYBODY, at the same time all I want to do is just hang out with Karen and Abe the whole time. Makes me giggle. Yippee. You hear that, Karen?! I get to see you! And hug you! I can only imagine all the trouble we'll get into. Muwahahah. Til then, mi amore, ~Al