So much for being productive...
So… I just sat down with my coffee and finished “The Meaning of Matthew”. Read it. I’m sure most of you know the story and probably know more about it than I did/do. I have never gotten through a book so quickly in my life, nor have I ever cried reading a book before. I’ve made it a requirement that my Mom read it, even though after watching me go through half a box of tissues, she is skeptical on whether or not she will be able to get through it. It touched my heart in ways I have never felt emotion before.
“My son has become a symbol — a symbol against hate and people like you; a symbol for encouraging respect for individuality; for appreciating that someone is different; for tolerance. I miss my son, but I’m proud to be able to say that he is my son.”
Now that I have to go get my hair cut - I’m going to take OOSP’s advice and throw some Preparation H on my puffy eyes and try to play the allergies card!
