Marcus and I had a really good trip to California. He really liked it there and liked my family, for which I was glad. He had a super tough time with the wedding and that was hard for both of us. It was traditional and very Christian and he couldn’t deal with a whole day of it…

But now we’re back. Well, I am, he was for only a day and then it was off onto tour. I miss him terribly. I have a really hard time when he’s gone because not only do I miss him, I realize how friendless I am and it makes me very sad. I beginning to wonder if this is just what the rest of my life is going to be like… was having a big group of friends and a few close ones just a time of my youth? Maybe that seems silly.

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