It seems that if someone is far away, you miss them more then if they were home. where they should be. within driving distance... even if you wouldn't see them anyway, it seems to just make it that much worse when there is no possible way that you could just get in the car and drive over if you really wanted to... or if something happened.. yeah... I dislike it when people go far away.
This weekend my wonderful BF and most of my other friends (they are in a band) are going up to Maine for four days. A seven hour trek by car into the wilderness to play at a youth event. And little old me, unable to accompany them, is stuck here... and when you add the fact that i am a worry wort beyond all measure, and those boys are not the most cautious group around... i am going to be in stitches the whole weekend, wondering what kind of danger they could all be in out in the wilderness of Maine. haha it's gonna be a long one...
But amidst all my worry and anxiety i know God is in control and will keep a better watch over them then i ever could. So, alas, I am just gonna have to sit and trust him... and miss my guys. ;)
Thursday, March 25, 2010
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