I've come to realize that all anyone really wants is to matter to someone else. We want to know that it makes a difference that we exist... I guess it's really just the simplest form of love. We need to know that our presence is a positive experience. We want to be missed. Returning to my regular life today was actually quite nice. Although I enjoyed my time in Hawaii, it was nice to get back to a routine... especially feeling relaxed and renewed. The icing on the cake was being told that I was missed while I was gone. The real grace came in the fact that I heard it from several people... and I believed them. The sentiments were sincere. The fact is, I missed them too. I guess absence really does make the heart grow fonder.