Dear diary,

I'm really tired. ):

I guess at the end of the day...


If its meant to be from You, Lord, It will happen.

Yes Jesus?


I shall not worry anymore.
Worrying does not help the situation at all, I realise.

Kellie is loved.

By her family.
By her friends.
By me.

If she knew.

Oh well.


I entrust her to You, Lord.

Amen.


p.s. I miss you, love.