Well, it's not the end. It's simply the beginning of a brand new story.
Here I am in a small town in Arkansas on the way back to Dallas, Texas for the night with my Mummy. I am quite sad to have left my home of Powell, Tennessee this morning, but I know that this is the Lord's will. He knows what He is doing, even though I do not. I love Him so very much, and I am so glad that He is in control, not me. I know that I would make a mess out of everything.
But, I miss my Crown family. An awful lot...
|Thomas, Sydney, Becca, Mike, and Myself|
♪It started out as a feeling which then grew into a hope which then turned into a quiet thought which then turned into a quiet word. Then, that word grew louder and louder 'till it was a battle cry. I'll come back when you call me; no need to say goodbye.♪
|Mike and I|
♪...Just because everything's changing doesn't mean it's never been this way before. All you can do is try to know who your friends are as you head off to the war. Pick a star on the dark horizon and follow the light. You'll come back when it's over. No need to say goodbye. You'll come back when you call me. No need to say goodbye...♪
|Sydney and I|
|Becca, Myself, and Sydney|
|"Photos, cold weather, and Starbucks remind of us of why we're best friends."|
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