pause

I sit this evening, watching the harvest moon glow through the outstretched limbs of the old spruce tree.  The autumn air stands still and warm. It's late October. Our chorus of bullfrogs sing as AbbySue gently plays a melody on the rented violin. Ben & Zibby snuggle under clean sheets, golden heads resting together...the brother reads and little sister listens. Daddy is somewhere in the sky, already missing all of this home we share. For us, goodbye's provide, and so we've learned to be grateful...because "there is a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing." And so I pause, guiltless, grateful, and ready to...