Connie and Job

I miss Connie. Period.

Mostly, I just feel like something is missing. As much as I hate to admit it, most days it doesnt hurt. Time truly is a healer. At least for me.

And usually when I miss her, I just feel sad. I remember her little smile the last time I saw her. It was truly a Connie smile.

Some times though, out of no where, this intense ache returns. Like a punch in the gut. Intense like I need to throw up.

And sometimes, I'm sad and my eyes leak. Not really crying, just leaking that I cant control.

I miss her.

And then I think of Job, and how God took everything from him. Everything. And I still have my children. I still have my husband. I have my family. I have amazing friends. I have a home and a place where I belong.

So I try to remember to thank God for my blessings. Because He has blessed me WAY beyond what I deserve.

But, I still miss my friend. I hope her mansion is on my block! :)