You know how after you go to a dinner party with your husband,
after having stared at one another all night from across the room…
a little buzzed from the homemade margaritas and the scintillating blogger conversation….
and you get in the car to drive home and your mind is RACING with all of the things that have happened and all the conversations you had….
all the observations you made, some spoken verbally, but most to yourself inside your head….
You talk about all the great people you met, the food you ate and the hospitality that you enjoyed…
how funny it was when so and so made that joke (usually “A blogger walks into a bar…”) and did you notice how cool the host’s artwork was…
how BLESSED you are to have great friends who forfeit sleep to make you vegan donuts…
and how you miss your kids so badly, but how nice it is to get away for a minute….
And how you wouldn’t trade places with a single person at the party because you LOVE how your life looks right at this moment…
Tofu Scramble with Vegan Maple Bacon Donuts
I love that car ride home.
I love holding hands and feeling secure in the choices we’ve made. Where God has led us.
I love how BLESSED we are to have friends with different passions and goals from us.
When you’re exposed to DIFFERENT, you come to know why you chose what you chose.
Gas station fro-yo!
I find so much comfort in that car ride home.
We set goals, we laugh, we relish. We’re on the same page.
It’s about refining and defining…
The drive home.… it’s HOME.
QUESTION: Are all of your friends in the “same place” as you or are you all different?? Good or bad..discuss.