Post Atlanta

My marvelous Atlanta trip has passed. It was, thankfully, better than I had anticipated. Much better. It was a much needed break from the craziness that is our life. For me it also had a deeper meaning. It felt like God telling me "I don't mean for you to hate this guy. I just mean that romance is not meant ya'll". Yes, God says "ya'll". We are close friends and He accepts my poor southern excuse for grammar. Speaking of God and I's relationship I feel that this crash and burn romantic life is a much needed opportunity to become closer to my Savior. If only I could remember that at all times of the day.