The people we miss....

is always strange. Elisabeth misses Dre like crazy and though she's stopped talking about it out loud, it lingers there and impacts her days. I miss her dad. There are times when I want to call him to chat. In the past 15 years that we have known one another, we've gone through periods where we talk on the phone for hours. I miss that -- although right now I have nothing of significance to say. Maybe the familiarity. Maybe someone who has seen at my worst and there's nothing to hide. I don't know what it is. I miss my sister. Perhaps for all the same reasons. The people who impact us the most continue to impact us even when their presence is not constant.