I’m sitting in the airport lounge waiting for my flight home. It’s a sparkly, blue-sky day, sun shining, and scattered puffy clouds.
Perfect weather for flying.
It’s been a wonderful weekend and as I think about heading home to spring with Michael and our friends, I’m having one of those ‘I feel so grateful I could burst’ moments.
Dreaming of gardens, hummingbirds and lazy afternoons, I notice a waitress clearing a table nearby. Our eyes meet and I nod my head and say hello. She approaches, l...
Published on March 06, 2016 14:18