looking at all that's been going on from the outside is very different...yet more disturbing. part of me cries out to do something to help. to point in the right direction. to lend a shoulder. an ear. words of advice... yet i know it's not my place, nor the right time. maybe sooner then later i'll be ready to hop back in the saddle again. maybe. if anyone is out there reading this...
i want to say something, but can't seem to find the right words. i'll leave it at this:

God is LOVE. he loves you...never forget that. never forget Him.