Memories from last. Week.

Yesterday Gretchen calls to remind me to put her oil paintings she did for Delisheee Yo up on the wall so the wouldn't collect dust. In that one phonecall I am reminded how much love and community I have to be grateful for. She hauled all the way out here to vacation (which she didn't get that much of...) and paint and in free moments frolic with Shawnee and sometimes me. I spent most of that time in my Crazy McCrazerson suit so I missed a bunch of that. But the pieces I did get are resonating with me this morning.

I love my friends.. I love my mom too. Being able to get back to that place where I don't feel all alone and unloved is a good thing. Very good.