Friday was just a hard day all around. Not so much with work-related stress, although set against that backdrop my pain felt more acute. It's been five months since I moved here, and while I don't talk about it much, definitely not directly in these blog postings, it's finally time to come clean: every now and then I feel deep pangs of sadness. Not sure exactly what brings them on, but it seems to be a combination of things. It can be really difficult to be away from loved ones, especially when they're going through challenging times. Also, there are certain comforts and conveniences from back home that have no substitutes here. Then, in the midst of these variables, to receive a card from a very special friend, well, it's enough to bring a girl to tears.
So, for the record, I basically went through today with swollen, bloodshot eyes. There were bright pockets, and I'm grateful for them. I'm also grateful to have people in my life that I care enough about to miss when we're not together. There's the silver lining.