Weekend Retreat.

There she was pulling up to the house.

I met her and felt her cling to me as we embraced.

She needs me as much as I need her. And there are moments when that is evident. I can't ever wait to see her face or to make her smile. There is so much fire between us, but what makes me the most, happy, is when she leans over, and just smiles. I see in here eyes, that she understands what I feel. And that is somthine that I never expected. God, you have surprised me over and over again in this season. Don't stop throwing me off. Don't stop amazing me. Let me burn with hot coals like Ja. says. Just keep filling me up, and filling my life with people that love me.

We spend time together, go to church, and watch some TV and movies.

We are close and together and meeting with our best friends for time with them. And that is exactly how it should be. Drinking and singing. Flexing and hyperbole.

But it is the peaceful times, moments in the car, and on the couch, playing in the leaves with the kids. They are refreshing me. Filling me up, preparing me for another week away from my family. Because that is who they are. These three kids: Family. This woman: Family. Ja. and Da.: Family.

They are a gift, this crazy lot of holligans, road agents, regulators and visionaries.

This little circle of people that I have learned, "just to love, and be loved in return."

Retreat, cooling, soothing, refreshed.

I'm awake this morning.

And the sky is open to possibility.

File under Virtue.