Hodgepodge

I hope I still feel small when I stand before the ocean.. I hope I never settle for the path of least resistance.. I promise to give faith a fighting chance.. I won't choose to sit it out.. And I will dance. ("I Hope You Dance by Lee Womack")

They say I run around the world almost completely vulnerable, and they warn me about it.   i don't know.  Guess it gives me a certain kind of security to  assume that everyone is good until they prove me otherwise, then I learn to be careful. If we only believe that we can be good if we choose to be - If only we could be a little selfless to extend our personal space to include a little more - if only we could love unconditionally – if only people do not discourage idealism – if only nobody leaves anybody. Can you imagine how wonderful it could be to live in this world? Baby steps.   It should work.   It should be good.

God works in mysterious ways. I am in awe. I am grateful. I have the greatest dad in the whole world.

His name is... I can't even say he's the best writer, but he sure hits me right here, point-blank.  Purest, truest human emotions.  I'm glad I found his blog.  I'm a fan, sir.

here.

It's been kind of emotional these past few weeks (or months).  Mostly because of friends..valued friends..relationships, feelings, sensitivities (or lack thereof), and the realization that the most stable kind can still be shaken sometimes, somehow.  Things are okay now, everyone is almost back to how they used to be in my life, but wow!