You are my heart. At least there's no good distinction between the two (other than your being a bit larger and not quite so gross, though both are full of blood): i need both you and my heart; you're both right at the center of me; you both are what keeps me going each day.
See what i mean? You are my heart.
If there's time i would love to do rice pudding with you tonight. i just like you so much. A wrinkle-the-nose-when-i-think-about-it kind of like. it's nice to be honored by my work place, but i'd rather be home with you. i hope you are convinced of that. Even if my sleepiness would deny it i really do treasure evenings with you; every moment with you really.
i'm glad you accepted my invitation into the Adventure Club. i feel like it's important. Like perhaps too many of God's children have not only not listened to the gospel, but they haven't taken advantage of what it is to be alive. i'm glad we don't have a television. i hope our boys will appreciate it. There are plenty of shows i enjoy, but i prefer to seek them out when i have a moment, not having them constantly streaming in as an excuse for actually accomplishing a great life. When our children—or anyone for that matter—think to me i want them to think two things:
1. He knows God lives and lives like he knows God lives.
2. An adventure is about to happen.
