I had myself totally convinced that I was OK about Katrina. No more grieving, just moving on. "I'm finished with this whole grief thing; I'm just excited about the possibilities." I can't believe I even thought that, much less spoke it to a friend.
So, I went to Gulfport and had breakfast with Ryan and his girlfriend Amanda this morning. And then I visited Chris and Wendy. And then I left and went home, forsaking the rest of the day's plan. I just couldn't handle being in Gulfport anymore. I needed to get out of there, for sanity's sake. My thoughts wouldn't stop racing. My heart wouldn't stop hurting.
I'm just not ready yet.
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About Me
- Patrick
- I'm a media buff. I'm always reading, watching or listening. Or making up something of my own. I like to dive into the mess of the creative process. I equally enjoy cleaning up afterward. I believe in Jesus Christ. He's my best friend. I think He's the only person who gets me.
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