It hasn’t been this warm since last summer. I’m sure everyone is outside playing. I was down at the waterfall earlier. What an amazingly beautiful day!
Yesterday was the same way. I didn’t see much of Sarah. I just did some thinking and some playing last night after Bible Study.
I knew that I loved Sarah and therefore I want the best for her. I wondered whether her being with me was the best thing for her now though, or even the best thing for me, for that matter.
A painful peace came over me, and I knew that the time had come to let her go.
Today, at exactly noon, I sat with her in the lobby of Tate Hall. She looked beautiful. I told her I loved her and that the time had come for me to let her go. I was letting her go because I loved her. Her eyes got watery. I touched her face and we held each other. We talked a little and I told her thanks for everything and that I would not be a stranger.
We stared at each other.
“I’m excited about your life Sarah.”
“I’m excited about your life,” she replied.
Then we both smiled; the two most amazing smiles I’ve ever been a part of.
This story, this chapter, is not over. Sarah will be written among the page of this journal many more times. Of that I am sure.
