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Oh, I forgot to comment about your no-friends-in-town thing.

Me, neither.

Well, that's the gist of my comment. I live in a city of 20,000 people, and I don't have any friends here, either. Sometimes it gets so lonely I could scream. If I didn't have my family (who, after all, are the four best friends I could ever ask for) I'd so crazy within a week.

I guess this is my lot in life. Sometimes I scream at God that there have got to be some more people out there who I can connect with, but even when I find them, they live 3,000 miles away...which is sad, and over which I had shed real tears more than once.

I don't know what to do about it. I was at the library yesterday and only after I'd gotten there did I remember that it was book club night. I dropped out of book club a couple months ago because I thought it was boring as heck. Nobody wanted to hear my opinion; where I wanted to analyze the books and the writing and the author's motives, they all wanted to eat cookies, discuss the characters, and agree amiably that it was a good book. Nobody ever didn't like the books. Except me. So I quietly left, and they quietly didn't ask me back.

Those were the only friends I had in this town. I don't have them anymore. I try, try my damnedest, but I just don't seem to be on the same wavelength as most Huntington residents. I'm lonely. I'm trying to accept it. I feel like this is the place I'm supposed to be. I don't want to move. I want to be here; I feel like God wants me to be here. But it gets hard sometimes.

If I didn't have you, my friends, I don't know what I'd do. I love you so much and count on you and cherish you! Thank you, thank you, for being here for me!!!!

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