My dear friend Sam sent me this link, and reminded me once again why I always miss her so much.  She’s funny and she’s kind and she’s smart, and she likes me back.  What more can you ask?  Alas, miles and miles separate us now, except for those weekends we jet off and meet up to bask in the warmth of South Beach.  Or the rare occasions when we both end up on Nantucket, kids in tow, all of us descending on our friend Debbie’s house, because she dared to live in such a wonderland.  Or the times we plan a trip, because we’ve reached a certain age, and allow our husbands to come along for once.  These times come sporadically now and perhaps because of that I treasure them even more.  But whether it’s been three months or twelve, what I know is this:  I can’t wait to laugh and share with Sam again.