Blessings

It takes time to grow solid friendships, weathering storms, enjoying the sunshine, bending in the wind, swaying with the breeze.  Your roots become so entangled that it is difficult to imagine any separation possible.  But it happens,circumstances change, the roots must be disentagled.  The growth continues but a piece feels missing.  In my case, two. 

It is hard to be so far away, but I know, and am forever thankful, that those roots are solid and will be forever in tact.