I'm in Love!

Ode to Jeremiah: If I don't go away, how can I miss you? Thank you for letting me go away for the weekend. I missed you immensely and experienced waves of gratitude for you and all that you do for me while I was away.  Romantic elements were everywhere and I imagined the fun we'd have if we went away together.  I saved a million little mental notes to share with you.  I heard your sicky voice on the phone and wished I could be there so you didn't have to watch the girls all by yourself all weekend when you were sick.   But you did, for me, and I love you for that!  You rock!

Ode to my girls: As I was driving home from my Girls Weekend with Aunt Heather, I was nearly too excited to hold still at the wheel.  I rubbed off my lipstick 10 minutes from home in anticipation of showering you with hundreds of little kisses. (ok, it was cherry chapstick, but that's a better image)  It breaks my heart to leave you, even sometimes for just a few hours.  I do it, not because it's easy, but because it's good for you.  My job is to be the best mommy that I can be for you.  I do that without fail every day because I love you.  Sometimes as I near the end of my rope, I recognize that today's best is a far cry from last week's best.  And that is why I go away for some mommy time. Not for me, heck no. But for you! I love you!

Ode to Heather: I love you even more now that we've been roomies again. 13 1/2 years ago when we first roomed together, freshman year, I had to make a choice whether or not to apply for a new roomate, since we were randomly placed together. I thought, we don't have much in common but she seems really nice so I'll stick this out just a bit longer.  Little did I know! Rooming together again this weekend, just you and me, was such a special gift. What we have in common goes beyond the details and it's reconfirmed- you're one of the best people I've ever met.  Thank you for such a perfect weekend!  

Best Moment of the Weekend: hot stone massage, facial, sleeping in, doing whatever I wanted whenever I wanted, no responsibilities, delicious dinners out, delicious breakfasts in, good music, reading, making a scrapbook, sharing thoughts, dreams, and secrets.

Worst Moment of the Weekend: Waves of melancholy as I missed my family and thought of the little details that they would have enjoyed! 

Thoughts of the Day: Coming home to such pure joy and love is a real gift.  Heavenly.