Life

I went to the candlelight vigil last night. It was a whole new set of streetlights, like last year, but instead of being alone under the streetlight, I was surrounded by people amidst the candles. So many people got up and spoke with the power of love that I could not even comprehend. It would've been the lowest of many low points for me, but they saved me. I would not have survived without my friends holding me, praying for and with me, relighting my candle, keeping me warm, alive. There are so many who I wanted to tell that I love them, so many people that need to hear it just as much as I need to say it. Life is not too short, but it moves so quickly that sometimes people get lost and lose everything that was keeping them alive. Let's show that we love each other every day.

One day later, I don't remember what the rest of this post was supposed to be.