thinking on the way home from grad school. i wonder why most days. why aren’t i the kind of wife that would have made him a better man? why did it all have to be like this? why can’t Christ return and just be done with all of this? what…..what will happen if someone has nothing to do with me ever again? it isn’t the first time and it won’t be the last. what did i do last summer to have someone forgo knowing me ever again? how…how can i do this? i can’t.