I laid down in bed ready to sleep, but felt this sudden need to talk to someone. But looking at the clock, I knew full well that no one would respond to any messages. And suddenly I felt my eyes fill up with tears, as they wanted to all day. It was like this bubble had burst and everything just kept pouring out, all of my complaints, worries, everything. I found myself talking to Someone I hadn't talked to in a while. And Fr. Matt's voice pops into my head singing, "don't worry about a thing, cause everything little thing is gonna be all right." (Yeah, my priest sang Bob Marley in church last Sunday.)
And I knew that everything really would be all right. I was sad still, and could've used a really long hug, but yeah... everything's gonna be all right.
Thank You for listening.