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in case i don't say it enough, i really and truly love my friends and family. they mean the world to me, and i'd do anything for them. because a lot of us are all spread across the country, we aren't always able to spend as much time together as we'd like, but that doesn't change the fact that these people are held very, very close to my heart.

i feel that lately i've had the chance to reconnect with friends i haven't been able to talk to lately. it's been nice. you know that they're there and that they're your friends and it may be one of those situations where not a whole lot will change that, even if you don't get to talk a lot or spend a lot of time together. but there's something missing. because your friends are part of you (at least, mine are) and when the connection isn't able to be consistent (or even frequent), you feel it. somewhere inside, you know everything isn't totally right.

but when the chance arises to reconnect, to talk again, to spend time together, everything is right again. you feel more whole than you did before. and i feel that in the last few weeks, i've been able to spend more time "reconnecting" with friends. it's been a blessing from God. that i know is true (especially because i'm not sure how sane i'd be right now if it weren't for these moments).

and so, my friends and family, near and far, i just want to say that i love you. and i've loved getting to spend time with you and talking to you, on the phone or in person (when actually spending time together isn't possible), and just connecting with you again -- no matter what is has looked like -- over these last few weeks.
i love it all the time, but it seems especially special right now.

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