i`ve been wanting to "update" for quite a spell now. but...well...you know...i just haven`t found the time. what i mean to say is, i have been unable to find the "right" time. wherever you are.
thanksgiving was just lovely. everytime i go home it is different. but good. a different kind of good.
what i remember most was my mom reaching over in the car and patting my wrist and telling me that everything was going to be "all right." &ibelieved it.
i have my beliefs. but i don`t want my beliefs. God of Peace, I want YOU
I don`t want Church; I don`t want these Feelings; I don`t want Religion; I don`t want the Faith of my Friends; I want You.
today, the harp is my favourite instrument.