I am just a mess
It is all hopeless.
What else is new?
I would be sick of me, if I were You, but
miraculously You are not.
I know I have no control over other people’s
lives, and I hate this. Yet I believe that if I
accept this and surrender, You will meet me
wherever I am.
Wow. Can this be true? If so, how is this
afternoon – say, two-ish?
Thank You in advance for Your company and
You have never once let me down.
– Anne Lamott