I now know why Mr. Bill was on my mind this morning. I had a dream about him last night and we were all hanging out. I was talking to him, having a conversation with him. It was so great just to be able to talk to him. When everyone was leaving, he gave me a big bear hug. It seemed so real. I wish it was real. I always described him to people as a giant teddy bear. Those who knew him were very fortunate. I miss him so much.
"Though I walk in the midst of trouble, You preserve my life; You stretch out Your hand against the anger of my foes, with Your right hand You save me."
I am liking it here in Greenville a lot more than last year, yet Sunday is still the hardest day of the week for me. I always miss home the most on Sunday and always want to go home. I could go home tonight if I wanted because my only class tomorrow is at 1 o’clock. All my friends that came to visit this weekend from other schools that are from Wilmington already left. I didn’t want Jess to leave because we feel the same about college and it was nice having someone from my hometown here with me. I guess that’s what growing up is. I sometimes regret coming to school here when I could have just gone to UNCW and lived on campus and in my own apartment there, not be too far from home and could stop in and visit whenever I wanted. Sunday, Sunday, Sunday. Maybe things will change eventually ..