because i have been here exactly one year now, and i wish that i saw more of you. i don’t get to see you that much because you go off to class during church, and i stay with your parents and the other old people like me. it makes me sad each time you file out of this space, like a part of the body is missing—the most important part. i want to know you, and i want you to know me. i want you to feel yourself a part of this body of people, and to be loved the way you deserved to be loved—by multiple caring adults and 