Making all things new...

Back again...

Since flying into John Wayne late Tuesday evening:

I've slept in my own bed with my own pillows for two nights so far.

I spent hours upon hours cleaning up messes, others as well as my own.

I am forming strategies to reclaim my home, and at least mend the neglected garden.

I have been given the job of serving beauty, in more ways than one.

I was able to give one of many gifts to the most beautiful lady I know, on a date that was more wonderful than any fantasy I could have dreamt up.

This is the life I long for. I am glad for the ability to return.