The family. We are a little band of characters trudging through life, sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that binds us all together.
Friday, July 13, 2012
See what happens when I get the Blogger app? More frequent posts, although not at all lengthy. Things I might normally post on Facebook and then immediately regret (because, as you know, I have mixed emotions about sharing personal information), I post on here instead. Still public, yes, just not as accessible. As I am heading off to watch a late-night movie in bed with Adam, I have only this to say: Adam Walden is the most selfless, supportive, and overall excellent man I have ever met. If the whole world were to try and beat me down, it would be alright as long as I he still crawled in bed next to me at night. This, my friends, is the truth.
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