"At e rate this dumpling driver is jerkg e bus i think everyones gg to barf"

And that's the sort of dry wicked wit which defines how she copes with her banal routines from day to day. it must be hell jumping on a bus to commute more than an hour to an uninspiring job which she is obviously over-qualified and under-paid.

i think what truly moves me about her is that quiet strength i first observed as she unravelled a string of narratives from her childhood till her adult years of too many abusive r/s. that $1/dinner story will forever be etched in my mind as a definitive moment of admiration and pity. and how she loves so deeply and uncompromisingly she would traverse the globe to see the one she loves. or the insane levels of physical suffering she takes upon herself and finds so much strength in her faith.

all these are the sum of her parts. and i want to embrace every facet of her, warts and all, and commit this to forever.