I’m sitting in the most beautiful of places. The outside firepit at my home is an amazing summer porch with an open roof and hundreds of twinkle lights. The girls can’t sleep after a full day of museums and golf…even though they have golf lessons in the morning. We’re poking the last of the coals after great wood smoked ribeyes….they’re amazing women in the making. Still, I’m missing little ones.
My heart aches a little, and I’m so glad Brian is here to be my white night. I wish that for you, love, peace and happiness. Back to the fire flies and all those dreams that linger.