It’s kinda ironic that the first day of September would be the last day i’d be spending in New Jersey. Here’s to you Jersey, my home & my love. Here’s to the endless nights of 1/2 price appetizers at applebees & random nights till 3-4 in the morning. I thought i’d say my peace before I left.
To Jersey: I’m going to miss you so much. I’ll try to visit, but if I can’t I’ll be sure to walk along the Hudson so you can still see me from time to time.
To You: The pages in this story are being filled each second of my life. I’m glad You’re always with me wherever I am. I put my hope in You.
To whoever God has waiting for me: If you’re out there. I’ll see you in at least 4 years. Until then, my heart is still being prepared. I pray you stay within God, and I pray you realize how beautiful you truly are. Recognize your worth and know that as a brother, I’m always praying for you.
If marriage isn’t my eventual calling: I pray Lord for wherever you are calling me in my vocations. I pray you continue to guide me and keep me open in wherever you are calling me.
When the world has fallen out from under me
I’ll be found in You, still standing
When the sky rolls up and mountains fall on their knees
When time and space are through
I’ll be found in You
…To NYC & Fordham: Bring it.