on tuesday, i stopped by my church (usf/st. ignatius) after visiting my ex-supervisor. i lit two candles, one candle for my grandmother--i realized then that it was 18th, and she had passed away on the 18th of november--and one candle for you. on the bus yesterday, i had a moment of doubt, and i wondered what it would have meant if things didn't turn out the way i found out they did. it's funny how sadness, fear, and love can all fill your chest to almost bursting--whoever said that emotions were separate entities from our physical senses was beyond wrong. i guess it makes sense that you feel all three (sadness, fear, and love) in the same place, because they are so intimately connected. it's calming to have my faith justified. and i'm happy that you are, at least in comparison to the alternate possibilities, okay.
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Isn't it nice when we have our faith restored, even if it is just a little bit, it always seems to be just what we need, when we need it...Take care
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