I went to the worship community group last night - my first time making it out there.
It was EXACTLY what I needed.
I'd forgotten how much I love singing with people.
That was the first real time of peace that I've had since this whole mess began last Sunday.
At the end, when I absolutely lost it and started crying, my friends, they came and surrounded me.
And I was reminded yet again that I am so, so not alone.
From here, to North Carolina, to Georgia, to Florida, to Texas, I am surrounded by love.
I am surrounded by people who have seemingly made it their life's mission to make me never forget that I am not alone, even if people aren't physically with me.
Tomorrow is scary, and the results coming could be scary, but despite everything, I feel like the luckiest girl in the world.