the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair
Greetings, Dear Internet,
I'm writing to apologize for how neglectful I've been. I really don't have a good excuse... I haven't been hiding. Honest! I've just been busy with life in general: vbs, my sister's kids, baseball playoffs, my other sister's kids, my mom's illness, my mom-in-law's illness, youth camp... this summer has been chock full of crap. But don't think that I haven't thought about you. I have. A lot.
It's just that I've waited so long to contact you that now it's just weird. Too weird for me to just pick up the phone and call you. I keep hoping that we'll run into each other somewhere, but we're just not getting to travel in the same circles at all right now. I know that when event season picks back up there's a good chance I'll bump into you. But there's no guarantee. Which is why I'm writing now.
I miss you. I wish we could find the time to hang out, spend the weekend together, bond. So get in touch with me. Let me know how you are. K?
I'm writing to apologize for how neglectful I've been. I really don't have a good excuse... I haven't been hiding. Honest! I've just been busy with life in general: vbs, my sister's kids, baseball playoffs, my other sister's kids, my mom's illness, my mom-in-law's illness, youth camp... this summer has been chock full of crap. But don't think that I haven't thought about you. I have. A lot.
It's just that I've waited so long to contact you that now it's just weird. Too weird for me to just pick up the phone and call you. I keep hoping that we'll run into each other somewhere, but we're just not getting to travel in the same circles at all right now. I know that when event season picks back up there's a good chance I'll bump into you. But there's no guarantee. Which is why I'm writing now.
I miss you. I wish we could find the time to hang out, spend the weekend together, bond. So get in touch with me. Let me know how you are. K?