I lay awake at night with thoughts running through my head. I try to wrangle them as sheep and get them to jump over the fence for counting. But the sheep thoughts end up bomb-bursting every direction! It has been suggested I write down the thoughts as they come to me, but then sleep would surely be the elusive, lost little lamb that bays in the distance. Last night was full of sheep and very little sleep.
It has been two years since I moved to Alaska. I have traveled back multiple times to California because our daughters were both still there. Each has used the house for a time. That is coming to an end. Youngest is married to a Coastie and they are in Buffalo, NY. Eldest is married to an airman and will be residing in Oklahoma by Thanksgiving. We left California for a job in Alaska knowing that we did not know where our children would end up. We left California because we had to. We just had to. Those that know us I think understand.
And this is where my thoughts were last night. Being homesick for friends far away. And though they may not know this, I think of my friends everyday. The friend who has a new grand-baby, the friend on the verge of graduating her youngest from homeschooling, the friend who has moved because of the military, the friend starting her own business, the friend working 40+ hours a week, the friend who is devastated from betrayal, the friend surviving cancer. The list goes on. I miss them. I love them.
I had a birthday last week. This was one of my favorite gifts, from a new friend. A friend loves at all times, not just when you happen to be able to squeeze in a coffee date. But all the time, even from Alaska! I hope my friends know I love them!