with intention

Yesterday the whole family was upstairs playing "hide and seek" in our small little town house. It was one of those moments that Kerri and I knew would be a memory for some time. Today, Riley wanted to recreate that moment. While I was "seeking" for Riley, he gave himself away from under the crib..."Daddy, how did mommy's fat belly fit under here yesterday?"

Home is a good place to be. It is a place where you know you are understood. Coming home from Starbucks Sugar Co. today I felt such a sense of relief. I knew that noone there would be talking behind my back... that everyone there would understand my values... it would be ok if I wanted to be quiet. I knew that noone would ask me for another damn latte. My family (spiritual and blood) is where I rest-recover-recreate-renew. It's good to be home... so now i'll get off the computer.