late. Oct 13
It’s late.
Friends were here for dinner and stayed to visit. We all were happy to end things on the early side and find our beds at a reasonable hour. Just as jackets were gathered and good-byes said, Ryan got a call. Without hesitation, he donned sweater and shoes and was gone.
And so I gleaned all the inspiration from his sacrifice that I could and managed to wash all of the dishes. That done, I sat and read… and waited.
He’s not home, though. He’s happily, willingly still out there somewhere, talking with a young man who needs him. So I think I’ll call it a night, but just thought I’d mention out loud:
I’m very in love. I’m loved very well. And for that, I count myself well blessed.
Yup, my name is Danica. Like the race car driver, whose name I know, but whose career I know nothing about. A Nascar fan I am not. Things like reading, playing piano, gardening, cooking, sewing, writing, and keeping my bathroom bleached are more up my alley. 








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November 12th, 2008 at 5:49 pm