visits from friends

I love it when my  best friends come home to visit.
It gives me a reason to get out of work a little earlier, stay up a little later, and laugh a little harder.
It makes having to live at home that much more bearable.
I get lighter when they're here. Breathe easier.
But then the day comes and they are gone as soon as they arrived.
The fun ends.
And I'm counting down the days till they return.

So to my lovely friends, I miss you, I love you, and I can't wait till we are reunited.

{i don't know who I didn't get any pictures from this weekend. all the better for my memories i suppose}