The best thing to hold onto in life is each other

I was discussing this with my mother about a week ago, but ever since graduation, I have noticed that the list of people I miss continues to grow with age. Leaving home for college requires the elimination of the safety net you've had since birth, something that was easier said than done for me. Four years later and the tables are turned--suddenly you are forced to leave behind your college family in exchange for the return to your old one. My feelings on this are mixed; while I am happy to "return to the nest" so to speak so I can rekindle past relationships, it saddens me to leave behind my new family, one that has been there and seen me through some of the most formidable years of my life.

So on this particular afternoon, which held no special meaning or significance, I found myself peeking out of the upstairs window to catch a glimpse at the fading sunset and thinking about the people in my life that I miss. There are those from my past whom I miss, whether as a result of distance, choice, or death. And there are those from my present whom I miss, but who can say which group holds more importance? Admittedly there are those I miss more than others, but the important thing to realize is that to the ones who matter, the ones who do care, the number of miles between us is just that, a number. And as for the ones who don't care, well, I believe it was Marilyn Monroe who once said, "Do not worry about people from your past, there's a reason they didn't make it to your future." I couldn't agree with her more.