Elias and I played house all weekend. I dragged him to Pottery Barn at the Quarry to fulfil my own "pornographic" fix. I love dreaming of my home and the furniture I will some day be able to afford to fill it. Elias, however, took control of this fantasy. I loved every moment of it.

I can't wait to live with him again. Really, I don't even care if we're rich or poor. I just want to be under the same roof, loving each other and loving life.

Maybe we do need God to complete the picture. But we don't need church.