“I never really cared what anyone thought of me until he came along, ” she said. “And now, I can’t believe it’s me he’s chosen. Every morning I wake up and thank God that he did. Every night I go to bed praying that time will go that much faster so that I can be with him again. I think all the time about what he’s doing, who he’s talking to. Not in a jealous way, or anything. I just want to be closer to him, and if I can imagine what he’s doing, then that helps.”
