'Cause I am still in love with that place.

Take me to the docks, there's a ship without a name

It is sailing to the middle of the sea

The water there is deeper than anything you've ever seen

...Jump right in and swim until you freeze

I will remember your face

'Cause I am still in love with that place

But when the stars are the only things we share

Will you be there?

Money came like rain to your hands while you were waiting

For that cold long promsie to appear

People in the churches started singing above their hands

They say "My God is a good God and he cares"

I will remember your face

'Cause I am still in love with that place

When the stars are the only things we share

Will you be there?

I've got a plan

I've got an atlas in my hands

I'm gonna turn when I listen to the lessons that I've learned

- Atlas Hands

my two girls who insisted on taking the stairs, 2 storeys up! 

that, this photo, and what transpired in my life and during cell the following week served as potent reminders - fellow travellers are huge blessings, are of great encouragement, and sometimes, just help us keep going.

in all their different ways. 

its inevitable that some of them are called friends, but sometimes, companionship precedes a real friendship. 

and as much as i'd wish it to be, not all friends are fellow travellers; 

not that all friends arent blessings in their own sense of the word. 

but its not over yet. 

there's a long, exciting road ahead.

on towards the deeper waters of the sea.