Good Sunday Morning.    Have you ever run into someone that had been away for a while and at that moment realized hey, I might have missed them?  That happened to me yesterday.  I got so happy and was so glad they went out of their way to come over to my house to visit.  Now I did have other people over so that did make more of a draw...But still, it was nice to get that warm fuzzy feeling.  The older I get the more I appreciate those that come into my life.  You know like they say,  'everyone has a story'. I am so amazed at some of the things my friends have had to endure.  The strength of character & spirit it took to over come, escape and build a life.  Drug , alcohol dependency, abusive relationships, abusive parents,  physical injuries, mental illness.  What causes me to pause is it seems like those that have had the very hardest, life altering or just plain tragic past are the least likely to complain, judge, or spend any waking moment idle.  I like to think I can learn from them without having to experience all that hardship for myself.  Why is it in our human nature or maybe it is something taught to be judgmental in the first place?  I know I tend to be very judgmental and have to work at appreciating what is out of my very sheltered point of view.  My spirit feels at peace when I am more of a free thinker instead of wasting precious energy putting others into categories.  I gotta get outside.  It's a beautiful  sun shiney day and maybe someone I have not seen in a while will drop by!   kisses