You know, I really enjoy being a loner. I enjoy the quiet solitude of my head. While I like hanging out with friends and can be social with the best of them, I do not require constant company. Also, like my Mother, I don't have many people that are close friends. I don't have anyone, even my one closest friend, that I require or even like to talk to every day. But very, VERY rarely there are days like today. A day that I wish I had that someone that I could just go to, lay my head on their shoulder, feel their arm around me and just get lost in my grief. A friend that would reaffirm what I know, but am having trouble grasping in the moment. That for everything there is a time and a purpose. That patience, while not my friend, can be a companion. That if it's meant to be, it will be. Just to help remind me of my joy, that will return quickly, while I wallow in my despair for the short moment.
*sigh*
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