It seems death and dying surround us all more and more. We have become used to it, I guess, but it's still a shame. I read in an article today that every minute twelve children die worldwide due to preventable causes. It is always sad to me that we spend so much money on developing new ways to kill one another rather than on ways to actually help each other. I guess apathy is the biggest crime of all. I see so many people go in gung-ho for some cause and then after a few weeks to months the fizzle out. It's part of the bigger problem with our world - we give up too easily. It's like we want things handed to us rather than having to put in the hard work for them, and everything you want, everything with any value in the world takes work.
I talked with the head of Grants to You. It's a non-profit group that offers a low cost grant writing course in communities. Individuals who take the course only have to agree to assist a non-profit with the training they receive in order to receive it at that low cost. I think it's an awesome endeavor, so I will be starting a Frederick, MD, Chapter next week!
I was out and about today and met a couple that had been dating for 4 years (exactly how long we dated before you left me) and her name was Princess, the nickname I had for you.
Friday, I counted 36 Kia's and number 8 was yours, yesterday, I counted 13 Kia's and today, I counted 89 Kia's.
I had a spiritual encounter today, too. I was out for a hike by myself. As I made my way along, listening to the sounds of nature, I heard someone say: She will be back. I couldn't tell if the voice was male or female, but I looked all around me for who said it, but the path was empty. I even called out, "hello" to see if someone would answer, but nothing. At the same moment that I heard the voice, a strange calm came over me. I know that some will say it was nothing more than an artifact of my mind or a hallucination or wishful thinking. They can call it what they will, and I might agree if it had just been the voice, but the odd calm and peace has been with me ever since. It has not left. I know the voice was a spiritual connection and that you are the "she". I have to be patient, but I still believe that you will come back because soulmates are connected.
I love you, Alexa, still. I remember well the first day you came into my life. I recall being startled when I looked into your eyes, at the depth of your soul, the silent strength that tried to hide (and nearly did) the vulnerability. You still fear showing that vulnerability, but I believe that in showing our hearts and how vulnerable we truly are, at least in showing that to our soulmates, that we become stronger. I send out my question through the universe to you, Will you marry me?