Day #113: Kameelputs, SA: The Mystery of the Lost Towel

I can't find my freaking towel. I can't concentrate on anything else. I don't think I can trust my host sister, Kedibone. Of course, I care about her, but she's too much like a real sister sometimes. I wonder if she knows where my towel is. This room is too small to lose anything. Good God!!

Okay, tried yoga today in my room. HA. I need a little work, to say the least.

I miss Dale. I'm scared more about this working out than about this failing. Am I in love with this man?!? Some days I feel it as strongly as I feel my babies creation in Heaven now. Other days I'm not entirely convinced. I know it will all fall into place when it's time. I believe that. I understand that faith is all I have. I have no choice but to live by it!

Save the sufferers. Heal the broken-hearted. Love to the faithfully departed. Peace to the world, to the children of God.