I spoke to Josh on the phone today, we haven't seen each other since Sunday. And this might sound weird or corny to some of you, but it just got me thinking about how nice it is to miss someone and be missed. That's it. Nothing profound. I'm just thankful for that simple human experience we get to have of missing someone. I lived for 18 years without him and now after 4.5 years of friendship and 4 months of love, I can't imagnie a day not ending with Josh. Pretty gosh darn lucky.