Found this post that I had written a while back and didn't post it for some reason. I think I thought it was incomplete. But after reading it again now, I see that it really says it all.
From some time in February:
Upon finding the books my sestra and a couple other of my soul sisters wrote me, my heart warmed, my face smiled, and I laughed like a crazy person all alone in the quiet.
The best kind of laughing, really.
Even though some of the pages are old, the words are not and they still hold true.
The authors still believe in every word that they wrote.
And I know that's a fact.
It's so wonderful being so sure in these friends of mine.
