And I'll praise you in this storm and I will lift my hands for You are who You are no matter where I am and every tear I've cried You hold in your hand You never left my side and though my heart is torn I will praise You in this storm
Plot: My life. Lived my way. (And a bit of happily-ever-after!) EDIT: After an entire lifetime spent in Kansas, I have followed my one true love across the country to Washington state. I hope to find new friends, new life, and new joy here, with the one I love. Wish me luck!
"Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends."
"Eternity means lasting forever, right? For years, decades, centuries, millennia, eons, and on and on. My life may be just a moment, but... Eternity means that this moment lasts billions of billions of years, without end. I... I... I want eternity. " --Revolutionary Girl: Utena
"By necessity every book must have at least one flaw; a misprint, a missing page, one imperfection...The Rabbis...point out that even in the holiest of books, the scroll resting inside the Ark, the Name of Names is inscribed in code so that no one might say it out loud, and chance to pronounce properly the Word that once divided the waters from the waters and the day from the night...As it is, some books, nearly perfect, are known to become transparent when opened under the influence of the proper consellation, when the full Moon rests in place. Then it is not uncommon for a man to become lost in a single letter, or to hear a voice rise up from the silent page; and then only one imperfect letter, one missing page, can bring him back to the land where a book, once opened, may still be closed, can permit him to pull up the covers around his head and smile once before he falls asleep." -Midrashim, by Howard Schwartz