Weekend

I have nice plans for the weekend. I'm going to go walk that trail that is just outside my door and go to the farmer's market, get my nails done...and I wish you were here to join me.

I wish you were here to take care of the obnoxious spider that keeps playing peek-a-boo with me under my bathroom cabinet so that I have to worry every morning as I'm getting ready at the sink about him dropping down onto my feet and killing me. (I can sense how irrational it is, but I can't not be afraid and I want him gone!)

I wish you were here to talk to me about this business opportunity that I'm so confused by. I reached out to a woman I barely know but who seems to be a descent person and I'm hoping that we can put something together and she won't screw me.

I'm really missing you today.

What do you wish I was with you for? What are those things you need someone to talk to about that you can't be completely transparent about with anyone who would understand?

I look forward to our serious conversations about life just as much as I look forward to kneeling at your feet...maybe doing both at the same time.