Do you know what it is like to want to share with someone and know you cannot?  I was sitting here last night, in the yard with a citronella candle burning to keep the bugs away, thinking about my life.  My mind quickly moved to those with whom I would love to share just how happy I am.

I immediately thought of my good friend Steve.  He and I talk about everything under the sun.  We share sorrows and woes, highs and lows.  While is “semi-off grid,” he is reachable.  I texted him.

I thought of another friend Brian, a friend who really isn’t easily accessible.  I thought about what his friendship means, how it may or may not expand.  I dwelt on the inability to reach out to him.  Was this an issue?  Should I worry about this?  Is a friend that you have to censor when and what you say truly a friend?

I thought about all the strong, wonderful women in my life.  I love you all for a variety of reasons.  You have shown me strength and beauty in a variety of ways.  You have shown me that to be strong does not mean you are not beautiful.  You have shown me that strength and beauty mean many things.  I love all of these things, these lessons and all of you!

I think of Howard.  He is a friend but would like more.  He has seen more than I think any person should endure in one life, definitely more than I could shoulder and survive.  He doesn’t realize how much he means to me but he does mean a lot.

In looking back in time, over the many people in my life, there are a few that have reached out and touched me like those I know and care about deeply at this moment in time.

Life is fantastic!  And, as Grayson Warren Brown would say … “God is good” and in response – everybody now – “all the time!”