Some things will be kept only in your journal. Everyone won’t have access to it and not everyone will know about it. Some things will be kept dear to your heart. Some memories will only be remembered from the pages you personally wrote in your journal. Not everyone will know every single day of your waiting season. Not everyone will have read about your puddles you set in while you waited, worked, worshipped, and willingly watched. Not everyone will know the amount of love you gave, shared, and expressed through your lowest of low, worse or worst. Not everyone will read about your prayers you sent up every night, throughout the day, and morning sealed with love and sincerity. Not everyone will know or read the pages you wrote personally. Yet, the ones who sincerely stick around, ask, assigned to your journey, or simply listen for it, they will read it.