Homes

Staying with a friend tonight.

She's been gone all summer, and was talking about how special it was to show friends her home.

To share joy.

To share memories.

To be brave enough to be vulnerable, because you're safe. Safe with people you love, sharing what you love.

I dreamed about doing that with you. I would notice things about you that you had in common with people. I would say to myself "Oh you would like so-and-so."

That's why I volunteered to watch my cousins in Nashville. It's halfway. I was already planning our summer.

Here I am. Alone by myself.

Happy Summer.