August 31st, 2010

It is August 31st, 2010.  I do not sleep very well.  Yesterday for the first time for nearly 2 months I see a person that means the most to me.  He is sick and his hands tremble.  He has given up on life.  His face is empty and his spirit is gone.  Nothing hurts so much like seeing this.  I remember when he was like a little boy, sometimes so innocent and naive.  I would see his smile but it's just sadness.  If you are an SP you know life.  It's about isolation.  It's about hiding.  When someone loves you for what you are, you love them back.  This person believed in me when others did not.  I will pray for him.  I believe God answers all prayers.