i am a disaster of a daughter. i mean, my parents seem pretty fond of me, but as far as being a child of God? im such a mess. im the kind of daughter that (literally and figuratively) eats blackberries and sugar in a new white dress. the kind that runs the other direction when there are obstacles. the flight, not fight. but not now. even though we are fighting for our lives, its so good right now. whoever thought up the idea of marriage is brilliant. you fall in love with somebody for their strengths, but its their weaknesses that grow you both. nobody told me that. nobody told me any of this, and im so glad for that because i wouldnt have signed up for it. we are in our bubble, fighting for our lives, standing at the crossroad at the exact point where we have to choose. being around other people is weird right now, because nobody really knows anything. nobody would know anything even if they knew everything. but we are blessed to count on two hands the people who are playing for our team. our pastor talked about obstacles being an opportunity, and that is true. i cant wait for resolution, but i think, for right now, the opportunity is the obstacle.
omar: man! its so weird!
me: whats weird?
omar: just god. hes just funny, mostly.