I have watched so many good friends move away...its hard to keep starting over. You build up a friendship, and then it seems like it just slips away with the miles that are between us and them. I don't want it to be like that, but it just kinda happens. I cry when I think about the friends that we have made, the memories that Max has of people, and then the day comes when I ask him if he remembers so and so, and he looks at me confused and says....nope. I mean, these people were around more than family, and all it takes is enough time to pass and he forgets them.
I don't know what life has in store for me and my family. Heck I don't have the slightest clue where I will be in 6 months. I know I am not alone in this quandry. In fact, I know many people that are trying to figure out this same thing. I just really feel uncomfortable not 'knowing'. I'm a planner through and through.
I know that I just need to "Be still and know that He is God"
I don't know why I felt like posting this...but somehow I feel better.