my heart (is far away from here).

maris wrote me a song once.

i cried when she played it because it spoke what my heart couldn't, and that is something precious.

sometimes i get weighed down and my little "tear-cup" fills a little, but it's hard to find words, even to tell Jesus.

and i have two kindred spirits who know me inside and out, and i treasure that. we are little girls together, and we are wise beyond our years together, and we crave adventure and are content together. i am blessed.

i hope they know.