I found a quilted heart at Grand Prairie Park in Albany, Oregon, USA. I was walking along the creek just trying to clear my head of all the disappointment I have suffered over the past month or two. I’m a new resident here in Albany; I’ve lived here for only one year. I came here in pursuit of true love and a new lease on life. Where I lived before had become the site of my downfall. By the grace of God, my girlfriend invited me to live with her and her daughters. Over the past month, or two months, I have felt like an abject failure because I came here without any of my legal documents. This has left me in a position where I cannot positively contribute towards our newfound family at this present moment. Needless to say, I feel as though I am less than a man should be. Finding this quilted heart comes as a reminder of the fact that God, and all of His vassals, have a limitless amount of love for me. He has a plan for me and this new household of ours, so I need to remember that whenever I stumble it is my choice to stand up tall, and continue walking on this life path. Baruch HaShem, sho me ah te fila.
