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This part compels the rest: the space between light and dark, where everything is useful, even the mess. The afflictions never seen by others but felt personally are what shape us. I could never settle for less, even in these circumstances. I’m 6’3”, about 215 pounds, with a whole lot more than meets the eye. No children to speak of. I’m 30 years old, going on 40, with about 6–7 years left on an 18-year sentence. Hopefully I’ll be home in the next 2–3 years if my motions are granted, God willing. With more life, there’s a whole lot to be done before I can rest easy with success. I have learned so much up to this point, pushed by progress. I know that I’m blessed, and if you’re reading this, you are too, as you think of me and yourself. I put my heart into everything when I know it’s the truth. I respect myself too much to lie, and I receive too much respect to have to lie to others. Elders are respected. But love, I’ve never felt it shared with anyone outside of family. Doing this life thing alone is difficult, but not impossible. To see a life work out and love God, that’s just insane, but a love without life, well, that happens every day. We are who we say we are, with confidence. This way of walking is bittersweet: bitter in its teachings, but sweet for all the things gathered along the way. It teaches you how to control your peace and practice your love. Peace, love, and blessings.