spontaneity

last night the answer was obvious,
so this morning instead of going with best friends on vacay
i came here.

different moments throughout the drive i had to pause:
what am i doing? is it real?
i would burst into tears because i was overcome with His love.
He knows.
He is giving me this as a gift.

so now
i am home.

home
home
HOME
home

{it's a weird word when you say it so many times}

and this evening, through tear stung eyes i was greeted by the most wonderful people.
we all embraced. i was engulfed in love. i needed this.

charlie was even there, trying to get my attention by jumping and scratching on my legs. he just wanted to join in on the love . . .

the love.
it is real and it is a gift.
i must use it carefully.