Not much of me has changed since I last wrote. Life around me swirls fast, and yet I've stayed the same. Of course, my hair is longer, my eyesight's grown worse, and my heart is a little more bruised. But I'm still here. People around me are preparing for college, my sisters are having babies. But me? I'm still the same. The same me that started this blog, living in the same house, sleeping in the same bed. I love the same things, the color yellow and a baby in my arms. I still hate toothpaste and pick grape fluoride.
And yet different? I have a deeper understanding of God and His love. How it compasses the sky? How the sun shines on the righteous and the unrighteous. How we lose ones we love, yet still go on. How the dark isn't quite so dark anymore?
How is it that I change everyday, but I do not move an inch?
