So... I still can't see very well. But my mystery hero is helping me to the party, the woman with him offered to help me get dressed and ready for the party and even do my makeup. He just laughed and said that he could help with music. I agreed, knowing that no matter what he did Grace would be thrilled. Maybe I hadn't got to be really close lately, but I think this and the future would make up for it.

Grace is occupied right now with a project for Miss Susanna. I think it was something about having a banjo on her knee. After my rescuers left to check on some last minute preparations, I made my way to the cd player in my room and fished around in an old cd box for a cd. I pulled it one out and put it in. I first recognized it to be an old mix cd I used to listen to a lot on the school bus back home, just by the opening notes. Then the song came back to me and I smiled.

I fumbled for the repeat button, and continually listened to the song. I hadn't heard it in ages, but even back then it had been my anthem. My fight song. The one that had gave me encouragement. To expect that things really could Change. I raised my hands and felt myself praising God.

This is the night thing changed, nothing's holding me back. Not anymore. Not again... like ever. Hallelujah! Thank you, God.