I've still got it.
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| Sweaty, but proof that I was there :) |
I noticed a lot of people around them would roll their eyes when they were knocked into, and try to ignore it.
I--man, I'm such an old lady. Haha--I gave one of them a look when he bumped into me. My teacher look. His buddies called him out on it, too, and it might've embarrassed him a little, but they moved over. As they would leave and come back, they were slightly more respectful about it.
There was a middle-aged man behind me that said he was probably the oldest one in the group. He would not be far off, but I didn't feel like I fit in any better than he.
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| I was close and had the benefit of being a head taller than...99% of the people. :D |
I decided I would delete everything--his number, pictures, songs that I haven't listened to in over a month--and then I got home...and I don't know if I can. I miss him. It's not even like I've looked at the pictures, or listened to the recordings recently...I just don't want to admit to myself he's gone. How do you get over love? 😔
I really wish...
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Capitán, no sabes. No sé yo, tampoco. Ofrecí una oración cortita antes de abrir mis escrituras. Quise algo que me guiaría/me ayudaría..tal vez no es tu, pero cuando abrí las escrituras al azar, abrí a alma 48 y los primeros versículos que ví fueron 11-12. Me sorprendió ver esos versículos, y pensé, "¿es el capítulo que habla de si los hombres fueran como Moroni...?" Doblé la página a leer 17. Sí. El capítulo se trata del poder de Capitán Moroni. Mientras me pregunto/oro qué debo hacer yo, abrí a esto. Tal vez es solo para recordarme del tipo de persona que debo buscar. Pero tú eres mi capitán. ¿Eres como Moroni, también?


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