I keep praying for the best result...
I keep praying for courage and strength to endure if the means to the best result is painful...

I never realized how much social convention can affect me so deeply...
In a fell swoop, hearing through the grapevine about someone from my not to distant past...
I feel it all over again, the ache within me...  An ache wishing to be relieved...
I feel the helplessness of the situation...  Wishing I could have her back in my life...