All Fur Coat and No Knickers

Phrs. -Of a woman, all superficial appearance and no real substance beneath.
Thomas, Colby, and I are happy to assert that the women we love do not fit that definition at all. They not only have the fur coats, but the knickers to match! (maybe even fur knickers if they make such a thing) I consider it a blessing that I have these two brothers with which to share my hopes, joys, and dreams, yes, but also, the hard times. More specifically, hearts and minds that can empathize with the desire to be reunited again with the one that knows me best. As orientation continues, it becomes ever clearer that this semester will be a good time of mental growth while at the same time a serious test of mental endurance, and to be alone in that environment would be daunting. For I do not want to just weather this time of distance in my relationship, but use it to the fullest potential that God intended when He led Aislinn to South Africa and myself here. Thankfully I have two men of God committed to the same thing. To lift me up when I am weak and to whom I can return the favor when necessary.

Go under the Mercy.

Oh right, the picture doesn't really have to do with the post. I just like it. That is the shortcut we take to get to the Philosophy Faculty Library.