April 25, 2018
Day 575
Tonight, I am writing from the airport. I am waiting to board a flight to Italy to see my good friends get married.
It's always on days like these when I am away from my loved ones that I remember how deep my love is for them. I remember that my heart wants to be with them. Always.
It's on days like these that I am so thankful for things like my bed. My home. The smells of home. The familiar roads I drive down every day.
Thankful for my husband who has been supportive and loving this entire day.
Thankful for the prayers of those who love me.
Thankful for this opportunity to see a new and beautiful place.
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