Big Fish
My friend sent this to me on January 8th. I thought that it was so sweet, and true. Obviously, he knows how I've been feeling lately because he came up with the appropriate prayer for me. I hope that he doesn't mind me posting it here. (He doesn't, I called to ask permission.) I thought that it was so touching that I wanted to keep it always.

I am thinking of sad you and hoping that you soon will rise up from the mud like some new species, improved by the forces of natural selection and ready to out survive and outbreed us humans. You will retain the essence of your former self, the inner strenght, free spirit, and smooth skin, yet you will also be newly formed in ways, I, as a human, can only imagine. That is my prayer for you tonight. Life is too short for this moping that you're doing.

He has such a beautiful way with words. They always (most of the time) make me happy.   ¶ 3:16 PM