80+temps. Sausage and Suds festival with my moms after testifying at RCIA class about my mustard seed from this past Thursday(cuz faith is the only thing that kept me from getting knocked the f out)and a 4 mile run at the shoreline. Happy. Mom saying I look content and stable again.
That seed works.

I believe in the sun
Even when it is not shining.
I believe in love
Even when I don’t feel it.
I believe in God
Even when God is silent.

Attributed to someone hiding from Gestapo in Cologne, Germany.

God has not stopped talking to me.

Bendicion!

P.s. I will write on a regular computer soon. I’m too damn busy lately.
Hello Bahrain, Mexico, and Canada!