My mom is supposed to meet me here in my room at 3:00 p.m.
My Freshman Year at Lees-McRae College is over. It’s gone. It will never happen again.
I have changed. I have grown.
But I am me.
August 28, 1994 to May 10, 1995.
Eight months and twelve days.
It began with a kiss above one waterfall…
But ended with God’s grace under a different waterfall…
Smiles were made, but tears washed them away.
God is under the waterfall, catching all of my pain.
In His days of grace, my tears turn into sweet, sweet rain.