Sometimes in life you end up in a community of amazing people and somehow a family is formed. A kind of family that is even more profound than a physical family---a spiritual family. I'm actually pretty sure heaven must be something like being with these guys. We just left a group of such people. I miss them dearly.
Every now and then, I look at the door to see if Jess or Joi are going to pop in for a dance session.
Or sit down and wish it was with an excellent glass of wine and John Penn.
Or drive down Lil lane and walk into an eclectic apartment to see the creative Alida.
Or sit down with a good cup of coffee and talk about feminism with Bonnie.
Or take a run around the block with Charles.
Or see Amanda with little Aiden in her belly.
Or do some dishes alongside Ciji.
Or hear a christian romance novel written and performed by the one and only Dan.
Or hear Aaron go on about fairies.
Or be bear hugged by Kelsey.
Or listen to Ken say something so profound that everything is silent after.
Or hear the gut laugh of Sherronda.
Or eat some of Ryan's gumbo.
Or see Jen dressed up like a graham cracker.
Or laugh and bust a move with Hope.
Or listen to Sherry tell some crazy story about something that could only have happened to her.
Or see Chris walk in and say "hey guys."
Or watch Morgan draw some hybrid animal.
I miss these people so much. I look forward to a day when we will be together for eternity and talk about the good old days back on earth.
