I spent the weekend with a couple who never cease to bring a smile to my face. My great Aunt and Uncle live in Provo and hosted me while I was there for a wonderful Writing Conference. Being in there home is like breathing fresh air from a mountain top. There are vistas, revelations, and a sense of warmth that you get from being so close to the sun. I love these people. When I leave I feel better – loved inside and out. We talked about silly and important things, she shared her hairspray, and one night we stayed up too late for sensible people. It was heavenly.
There is something about genuinely good souls that radiates these qualities without strings or qualifiers. I’m glad to have them in my life.