Sometimes my heart is full to bursting

[Hope you've got your barf bag close by...]

I'm one of the luckiest single people I know. I've got so much Love in my life. Valentine's Day is coming up and I'm excited. I think PDS is gagging and maybe just stopped reading this post (x0). Bought a few card supplies yesterday when I was out with Julia. If I didn't enjoy sleeping and down time so much I would find a shoe box and decorate it for my desk at work in hopes that my introverted co-workers would put some love in card form in there. I would be happy to be a stay at home crafter for the next two weeks whipping up valentines Edward Scissorhands style for everyone I know and some extras for people that I don't even know yet and I might grow some love for unexpectedly. However, there's a thousand other things I want to do too, so I'll save that for my dream year when I take a Sabbatical and spend all holidays as the Elf that I feel I am. And what day isn't a holiday?? I know Buddy the Elf is feeling me. I'd spend holy week with Sara B. walking in the woods and spending as much damn time at church as we pleased, creating a thousand rituals of our own, the first three weeks of December with Sarah MK making cards and gifts and listening to Christmas music (yes, we could do that for nearly a month and not get sick of each other or the music) and we'd go caroling in nursing homes and on any city street that would have us, and then I'd go to Michigan to be with my family. Mmm. I believe in visualizing dreams and putting them out to the universe so there you go - Year of the Elf. Sara B. says that other people are in touch with their inner child, but we're in touch with our inner Grandmas. Amen.

I was going to post about the upcoming sermon I'll be preaching in a little over 3 weeks. But, I waited until too late to get my butt down to the cafe and now I'm tired. Sooo I'm writing about something I deeply feel, but can share relatively quickly. Sermon/church post to come.

One of the Big Loves I have in my life are the children I am blessed to be connected with. My godson, Wyatt and my middle namesake, Loretta Paige. I invited myself over to the MK house early on Saturday morning so I could bliss out on the edges of their family life blowing up balloons, reading to Loretta, listening to Sarah talk, watching Yancey tease S. with a lot of love and years of knowing her. I love being in that kitchen and having all the activity swirl around me. And when the kids started to arrive. Wow, I've never heard so much screaming! It was like being in a happy tank.

I LOVE being a godmother. I love being W's godmother. I love that I've known him before he was even out in the world. I love that we have our own little routine of activities and rituals when he comes for an overnight and he still thinks it's fun to come hang out with me by himself. Can you see my proud peacock chest through the screen?

Sarah sent me the picture above from yesterday after telling me that last week Loretta and Sarah were walking past my office building and Sarah pointed it out to LP telling her "That's where Emily works" LP: "You mean the Emily that's in my family?"

Ugh. Hearing this my heart melted, like the scene in Amelie where she's reduced to a puddle of water.

I'm so lucky. That's all I want to say today. I'm so lucky!

Thank you, Sarah and Yancey. I don't take the MK's for granted.

I strive not to take any of the Love in my life for granted.

And I mean it when I say Love to you all.