My heart has been feeling rather raw. Perhaps it is the time of the month, probably partially at least. It has reasons that do not want shared here. But tonight I walked down to the river, just as the sun was starting to set, and I sat and relaxed and then I called my friend. We talked for half an hour- the deep things, and then I swung swang swinged on the swings for a long time. Then I walked home, getting home just before it became all the way dark. 

Some things I was thinking about:

How amazing it is that when I am swinging, nothing else matters. It is just me and J. I am God's girl and that is all. Just me and J and the sky.

America is (just) a place. Like any other place. It's just different in that I know the language and the culture and I look like the people around me. It's quiet in my town, generally, and there is space. But it is still a place like every other place.

I have to choose to choose J.

I have amazing lady friends. :)