Friday, April 09, 2004
This morning I sat at Tim's place - crying and praying with him over the news of his wife, Patti's extention in Iraq.
Then I stopped by Sarah's and shook my head in wonder at her amazing ability to keep going, and wishing there was SOMETHING I could do that would help.
There is. I can pray. I can write. May not seem like much, but it's something. I can't sit here and NOT do Something. I only wish it were more.