To Amelie, with Love...

This feels slightly odd... I mean, I feel like I just blogged about this. But I have something I need to say.

Sometimes life doesn't make sense. Sometimes life makes me furious and distraught and confused and lonely and fearful. Sometimes life leaves me terrified. Sometimes life brings me down, and sometimes I am a deep breath away from the worst panic attack in the whole world.

Sometimes life is really good, and I'm glad we can all celebrate those moments. And sometimes life kicks you in your Achilles' heal, and that's when I hate Satan the absolute most.

Amelie, I don't really know how much you are freaking out right now--I can't even comprehend the thoughts in your head, but dearie, I believe in you. And I know there are a lot of crazy thoughts going through your head, but I like to think I know you, a good bit, anyway, and I know you can make it. And I don't think you'll just make it--I think you're going to thrive at it. :) And I'm so sorry this is so hard for you, and if I could hug you across the Atlantic, you know I would. :)

To the other people who read my blog, I don't know what you're going through. I haven't talked to some of you for some time. But I hope you know that I believe in you, too, to overcome any mountain in your way. I love you all so much, and I pray every happiness for you. :))))

Till next time,
Ash the (Peaceful) Dreamer