My best friend is on vacation, and I am going through withdrawal. Plain and simple.
I miss her. I am used to talking with her nearly every day, sometimes several times in the same day. I am used to sharing all of my life with her and hearing about her days.
I have been resisting the urge to call, only relenting twice since she left last week.
I am happy that she is getting to spend time with her family...especially so where her husband is concerned. They both deserve a break, a time to savor their daughter and each other.
But...I miss her. This withdrawal stuff is hard!
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
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