My parents drove out this weekend to watch my band concert. It's the last concert of the year, but the first they've managed to scrounge enough time for. I'm glad they came- I didn't expect them to actually make it, but I'm so glad they did.

I was especially happy that they brought my Susie- I don't see her as much these days, but I love her so much. I miss being a big part of her life, and having someone around who's as close to my heart as she is. And, being able to spend even a few hours with her- it makes things so much better. Not that they weren't good to begin with, it's just Susie always makes me happy. Even when we're angry with eachother to the point of tears, there's still a bond between us that won't be broken. Ever.

As they drove off, saying goodbye yet again, the words "I love you" didn't fall from their lips. But I said it anyway, and I know they mean it even if they don't say it. It's an unspoken thing. And I'm beginning to believe that even if it's not said outloud, it can still be there, and can still have meaning.

They're scary words to say. If you "love" someone, it implys a connection that is so deep that you would go out of your way to be there for them. It implys that even when things are hard, and you wish you could be other places, you'll stand by them.

In past years, I've learned that if you love someone in anyway, you should tell them that. Because, aside from believing it when you say it, other people need to hear it once in a while. And moments pass you by if you let them. Unspoken words can be assumed, but they're not always. And sometimes they're easy to forget.

*blank look*

I guess my point is that I'm okay with them not reminding me they love me most of the time. I wish they would, but even when they don't tell me, I still know. I'm glad they came. Sometimes, (as one person tried so hard to show me this year) people show thier love instead of voicing it. I just need to learn to watch for that, and not take it for granted.