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Today, I miss the beach, and every so often when I'm outside, there is a smell in the breeze that reminds me of Tybee.  The weather in Bloomington today is just right!  Some times I wish it would stay like this more often.  It's in the 70's and there is a cool refreshing wind tossing my hair every which way.  It's nice! The sun is out and the sky is blue today.  

The past few days have been ones for wishing that I had a boy friend to enjoy the summer with.  someone to share life with and some one who would be willing to travel last minute even, some times.  I wonder if I'll ever have a romantic relationship, or if I'll have a chance to be a wife here in this life? I'm hopefull but as of late, I have been discouraged and sad when ever I think about it.  I felt for some reason, it hit me really strongly right after we got back from our trip.  It felt particularly strong this time and I can't seem to shake it.  Dispite time with God and not spending any time watching sappy love story movies or shows,  I still feel a powerful longing to share my life with  a husband/boyfriend lately.  

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