To the Girl who shared her Secret Garden with Me:
I am not a good talker. I don't know how to make you feel better. And I admit I don't entirely understand what you are feeling. I am sorry I have nothing else to offer you, but my manly shoulders and the orange stuff we ate last Friday. I will learn how to make it for you so that you will have a lifetime supply. If I can't make your heart feel better, at least your stomach will. I am glad that you have KL, him and Him to understand.

In God I have put my trust; I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?
Psalm 56:11

You will be okay.




I am right here.