My whole heart is out there in this world on paper. I have indeed left quite a paper trail of prayers, thoughts, feelings, and reflections. If centuries from now, my great great great great grandchildren wanted to know who I was, they could piece together the love letters I have written to Matthew Darling, the journals where I wrestled with God, and even the emails my mother and I have exchanged over the years, and they would know me better than some people do even today.