What I hate the most . . .

. . . about being home.

I hate the fact that I read people's away messages on IM and I know that they are hurting, and I can tell by the tone of the message that something is wrong, and because I'm 3 hours or about 150 miles away, I feel like I can't do anything.

I hate the feeling of being helpless and not knowing.

I hate feeling like the people I love the most are drifting away from me and I can't stop it.

I hate that I don't know what's wrong and that I don't know how to fix it.

I hate feeling like Satan's attacking Clarion and IV and all I can do is sit at home and watch it happen.

I hate feeling like all I worked for is falling apart because of Satan - and I can't stop it.

I hate that people are hurting. We're so strong when we're together, and I feel like since we're starting to drift we're losing our strenght.

I hate this.

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Ok . . . I lied - it's 136 miles or 2 hours and 36 minutes . . . or so says mapquest.

In other news - I LOVE YOU ALL!!!

Hugs and prayers to all my girls!