The lyrics from Bill Withers ran through my mind as you left for vacation. And as you headed out the door, parting words and instructions were to bring back some of that warm weather when you returned.
But that’s the thing about love. Even if you return empty-handed, your laughter radiates that warmth and your little soul emits sunshine. And we carry on as I hum the tune from Jimmie David and Charles Mitchell now that you’re home.