it's funny, in africa i felt closer to craig than i have since he left. perhaps it was the crazy motor cycle ride on top of the couch...
my heart breaks for a friend who has lost her best friend. and parents that aren't holding their little man tonight. it makes me feel unjustified that my heart is broken.
he held me instead of my dad the evening of our wedding and i covered his shoulder with snot. there isn't a day that doesn't go by that i don't long to dance with him again.
i feel as i have lived the past months in a daze.. that somehow some way i will awake. thinking that i should do something, become something.
and He keeps telling me to rest in Him.
to hide in Him.
i can't believe it's been six months ago tonight.
i miss you.. you big butthead.