Tonight I went to a wonderful devotional gathering related to healing. I had two realizations. One, and I know I say this a lot, is that there are so many amazing, beautiful people in this area, either already in it, or have come recently. I'm literally always amazed by it.
Second, how...luxurious it is to be able to start and finish conversations. When Amia is around Suzanne and I find ourselves somewhat hesitant to initiate conversations because inevitably we'll have to run off at some point, either one or both of us. I can't imagine what it'll be like when we have another (yes, we think we're going to have another but, God willing, that's it). I feel like I should say I'm not complaining here, because we so love that Amia is with us, and I really miss them even though they've only been visiting family for two days. But, my friends, it is very nice to get out a bit, and fully be me. With that said, I can't wait for Suzanne and Amia to get home tomorrow night.
Oh, and I started reading Choke by Chuck Pahlaniuk, author of Fight Club. And watching Carnivale. According to some, it's the best show on TV (HBO of course--and can I take a moment right now to thank God or whoever's responsible for the geniuses in charge of programming over there. I seriously feel there's a renaissance in the world of TV, and its epicenter is HBO). I'm already hooked. I needed something till the third season of Six Feet Under and the second season of Deadwood come home to papa.