O joy that bursts from deep within my soul,
And fills with peace that stills the raging sea.
E’en stumbling like an awkward, new-born foal,
I know this joy and peace were made for me.
For once emotions shrouded me with gloom,
A cloud that stifled life and turned me cold.
And often in my blackened midnight room,
I dreaded what my future life might hold.
Yet now perfection holds and shares my life,
And what I am is shaped by loving hands,
That shaping done without a slashing knife
That cuts with bitter words and reprimands.
Oh faithful swain, create my life anew,
And build a future that I’ll share with you.

Thanks, grandpapi. I know you're happy and you know I am, too. I'm just very glad I'm finally where I am. It's nice not to have to post a 4am in the morning rant. It's nice to wake up and know there'll be a hug waiting for me. It's very nice to know that I don't have to worry or feel insecure or any of that silly stuff. 

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