my song: Muse-Starlight

"this ship is carrying me far away, far away from those who care if I live or die"

my family needs me. my friends miss me. i know i'm loved but sometimes that's poor consolation. i won't ask "will things ever be the same again?" because they won't. i'll be changed when the time comes to go home. home will be different. life moves on. it truly is the end of an era (to quote Dickens). what's done is done. i guess this is growing up. it's taken a long time in my case.

just hold on, hold on to the memories, but don't let them take over, make new memories for later years, like a patchwork quilt full of gay colours and shiny threads, make sure the predominant colours are brights, stay on the right track spiritually, i will always have that at least, Jehovah will "draw close to me" as it says in james 4:8. take the risks, take the opportunities, i've always been lacking in that area.

live, love and keep the faith. the skies will clear one day.