Here To Stay

More and more lately I have found myself growing steadily more lonely. I have many wonderful friends, fabulous roommates, and an amazing family. But for some reason (and it could have something to do with the mass amounts of homework I find myself buried under so often) I find that my interaction with people has been diminishing recently. The good friends I used to see so often are around less. We all seem to be too busy to spend much time together.

There are, of course, those people whose presence always makes the loneliness ebb away. My mom's loving smile can chase away any invisible boogey-men I may be battling. My best friend (who I have fondly addressed as Elder Studly for the past fourteen months, and who is currently serving his mission in England) can make me forget myself for a few moments in the powerful letters and emails he sends when he has enough time. And my siblings always brighten my day when they call just because.

But my mother has a life outside of cheering up my lonely days, Elder Studly is a busy missionary who lives in a place that is currently experiencing a postal service strike (curses!) and my siblings have children and jobs that take up most of their time.

It is in these times when even the most dependable are too strung out in their own busy lives that I remember most clearly who is there for me whenever I need someone to turn to. I know that my Heavenly Father is listening whenever I need to ramble, even when I don't really have anything to say. As I was reminded of yesterday here, He knows me. He sees me. And He is never too busy to lend me His company when I need someone around. He isn't going anywhere; He is here to stay.

And for that I am grateful.