A handwritten note is still one of the greatest gifts I can receive. No email or text can ever replace the personal touch that comes from the hand, the paper, the pen.
BACK: I love the idea of an open door. New opportunities. Endless possibilities. A sense of hope. But I have my sights set on the door that will open for me when it is time for me to leave this temporary home. It will be my time to step out of this darkness and into the light that I was created for. I will be home. The home I have imagined since the day I believed. The home where there will be no pain nor sorrow. The home where darkness will be no more. The home where I will be free from the bondage of this world. And I will be in the presence of the Almighty. As it was meant to be. Until that day, I will live this life fully with that home in my heart. And I will wait. With hope.