LadyPact -> RE: service (1/14/2009 7:37:55 PM)
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Bring the marshmellows..... You know, every once in a while, I wish people from these boards could have the opportunity to come spend a weekend here. Just to see what it's like to have Saturday afternoon getting ready to be with other folks where the conversation flows easily. Get a bite to eat in, well, maybe not the best restaurant in town, but the company more than makes up for the cuisine. Have a short drive in the evening air to go to a play space where we can all come together and allow our individuality to be expressed. Look up at the stars and the moon. Tell funny stories around the fire. Move on to play in an atmosphere of comfort and contentment. Engage in the activities that make us happy until the wee hours of the morning. Return home and sleep peacefully. Wake up the next day still a bit floaty. Appreciate how good the food tastes when the body is rested but still a bit sore. The mind still buzzing. Breathe the crispness of the air. Stop to fully drink in the moment when you just realize the water is wet. Things are just..... good. Eggs just make this better. That My boy might go through the trouble to make Me even happier while I am in such a good place. Just for him to know that I check the emails and the phone messages from the other members of the family to know that all is well. That I'll be sure to know that everyone else is doing ok before I worry about Myself. That he'll bring Me a plate knowing that I spent quite a bit of My energy the night before, and offer it up to Me while he kneels. Knowing that he'll bring his own in just a bit so he can kneel beside Me at My feet, so I can blather on about how much fun I had, or how good the food tastes, or how I noticed that he put strawberries on My plate. I smile down at him and he looks in My still shining eyes, knowing that he made something good even better. In that moment, he elevated My happiness even higher. He made the experience even better for Me. No one else but him had that opportunity. Every bit of that payoff, was in My smile. Come visit us sometime. Maybe you'll get it. Oh, and bring the marshmellows.
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