Never Forgotten
How do I know that I’m not being forgotten? I’m glad you asked.
When a gorgeous setting sun is what brings a fun filled day on the lake to an end.
When laughter, jokes, exhaustion, wet swim suits and growling tummys can’t stop my friends from taking a moment to bless our dinner at ihop at 11pm.
When I get to spend time with my friend as she celebrates another year of her life.
When I get to share my story with a friend and discover that his story is the same as mine.
When the church service hit a little close to home and I find myself with a few tears running down my face. In that moment I want nothing more in the world than to feel comforted. And without warning, without words, I get a great bear hug from a friend sitting next to me.
The blessings cease to amaze me.
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July 20th, 2009 at 10:27 am
From what i see you make it easy for those around you… Glad you're in our lives, no doubt.