I want to write about friends. I want to write about missing them, but I just don’t want to sound so depressing. Even though it is depressing.
Trent left yesterday and took a little sunshine with him. When good friends or family are here, everything is usually a bit brighter. Not that things are usually dim – I’m very fortunate that this is usually a happy home. But when friends are here, we laugh even more. We talk even more. Maybe if all our family and friends lived here, it wouldn’t be so obvious. We’d take each other for granted. But when I only get to see some of my dearest friends in little doses here or there, I guess we work hard to soak each other in because we know there will be plenty of drought.
Thank goodness I have two very bright sunshines right here with me that keep me laughing.