Diwalli

Diwalli is the Festival of Lights, everything was beautiful today. I felt so loved at my office, I always do these days, so loved by friends, far and near, by a family I'd previously no connection with.

In the Cathedral, the glass broke as I asked... I knew I was heard. Everything was warm, dark amongst so many candles, so many hopes amongst each other, light on light, hope on faith, truth on actuality. Everybody has something, everybody has something.

I know mine isn't much, but it means so much to me. I don't know where it comes from, I don't know where I learned, I don't know where I'm going, but I'm trying my best to keep up, but I meant what I said. And I'm grateful to you, forever to you, for saving me.

I bought myself a new Tiffany piece, today, and felt so whole, so complete. I sent it away to have it customized. I know it'll be beautiful. It's the piece I've been searching for.