I miss my friends something fierce. In my weaker moments I wish we could go back to simpler times. In my saner moments I recognize that I was just as lost and coping the best I could with the tools I had. Our story is not finished. The ending has not been written. And that my friends is a very good thing.
2 comments:
really hard to miss friends. praying for you all.
my thoughts go constantly back to BC. you are in my thoughts and heart.
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