notes inspired by ryan & jamie
My dear friends, climbing trees and spitting into ponds under the waxing crescent moon for their second anniversary. We had a picnic under a street light after the sun set and talked about God and relationship and hope. There has been SO much hope. They came into my life more closely this January, right as I was turning toward trust, and have been a large part in my believing that art and faith can not be separated. I got to celebrate them in my favorite way—by creating and conversation and laughter. My Lord of love never ceases to amaze me.