Went to
Denton. Arts Festival. Hanging out with him and his
parents and a friend of his mom's.
Canoeing on the lake--can you believe? Wonderful dinner. Finishing each other's
sentences. Brave Combo Concert.
Salsa dancing.
I am completely unable to look away from his eyes.
Being the life of the party. Then the complete void and inability to
feel. The ride back to Dallas, singing in the car the entire way. Losing
my voice and all feeling in my hands. Finally asking him WHAT HAPPENED
because I desperately needed to know.
And he must have answered me because we talked for over an hour.
Then I sent him home so he can sleep; he has church in the morning and so
do I.
I know that if I let this pass me by I will be passing up something very
big.
But I am also scared to death.