Playing on a CD: "I do Believe"--a sweet, simple tune from this year's VBS.
Out the window: The deep greens of the subtropics, even in late October, and to my left, glimpses of the seemingly still, quiet river that runs through Fort Lauderdale, the New River, with sailboats and boats of all sizes and shapes, equally still, equally quiet on a busy morning in the city
Light of My Life: What are you going to do today, Mami?
Me: Oh, man, do I ever have a lot of work to catch up on. It's hard being gone from the church for so many days.
Light of My Life: Are you going to have a service?
Me: No, not today. Lots of meetings, lots of catching up to find out how everything has been while I was gone.
Light of My Life: Is Miss B. going to be there?
Me: Yes, she's one of the people I'm going to talk to today.
Light of My Life: Tell her to say hi to me. (This is her dyslexic way of sending Miss B. a greeting)
Me: I sure will.
(Pause, while LoML looks out the window)
Light of My Life: Mami, everybody is going to be so happy today at your work.
Me: You think so?
Light of My Life: Oh yes, Mami, everyone was missing you so much when you were gone. Now they can all be happy.
What is it about that little exchange that makes me feel like the luckiest person in the world?