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joanna faith
"Teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom." Psalms 90:12
till she graduates

Thursday, July 10, 2008, 4:42 AM

'En's Back!

it totally slipped my mind that he'd be jetting this way.. this week! So, yesterday at prayer meet i was caught off-guard by seeing him in the church corridor. My mom wanted to surprise me, so she just said "Come quick! I want you to see someone". I mumbled a few names while walking w the "whats-the-deal" shuffle. and then.. i stepped out of the kids ministry room and

SCREAAAAAAAAAAAAAAmed
haha. what a lovely "welcome to-ur-first home" greeting. My reason for the loudness, till now, is that.. half of that scream was meant for Shen. Because.. i guess in that millisecond i was waiting for her to come round the corner. Only to remember, she's not in on this trip.

sometimes, in solitude and secrecy, i miss what WAS.