I don't know if it's because I'm so busy at work or because im getting sick but I am feeling really emotional today. It's so hard to not have the person who used to be your best friend to talk to.
It is, isn't it? The things I miss most sometimes are the little things. To have someone to talk to about who I saw at the grocery, what my mom said on the phone, what happened at work, what the kids told me, what I heard on NPR, about the new novel I'm halfway through, what I tried at the new restaurant. And I wonder why H doesn't miss those things, and then realize he has the OW.
