Choosing this photo of a cemetery was sort of an accident, but it's sort of fitting because I find cemeteries places of sobriety and peace.  I prefer the beautiful, nicely kept ones.  People are loved and cared for.  They had beautiful lives, and they are appreciated and missed.  I want my life to be one in which I've loved and cared for others, who, when I'm gone, love and care for me.  I want them to know I enjoyed them and myself, and I want them to feel satisfied with the life I lived-- that it was surely a good one.

I surely love people... and I want to boldly love people-- even when it's inconvenient, improper, and (especially) insensible.

A Peace that surpasses understanding

A Undeterrable Hope

An Unreasonable Love.




Period.





Cemeteries.





What life do you want to have lived?