Dreamy days.

Friends came. Facilitated a poetry workshop for my class. Performed with my students at a community coffeehouse. Graced our house with their presence for a couple of days. Shared their sweet little kids with us. Dined with our dear friends. I'd been dreaming of this for a long time. It came to pass as a beautiful thing. We talked and talked of things that mattered. I cannot express the level of gratitude I have for these things. Thank you Sarah and Dave, Dorothy and Sam.