impossible pains

I have so many new things I want to share with you but it will have to wait.  Mr. Scabs has been overly anxious (as in, I'm tearing my hair out running around the house getting ready to go) to wisk us away for a week of camping, catching trout and swimming in the river.  We will be unplugged, drinking in the summer and creating genuine memories.

But mostly, know this: 
In a world that doesn't believe deep, impossible pains can be healed, 
I know they can.
That's the truth.

Do something for you this weekend.