Learing to be a kid again.
Dancing in the living room with The Boss is one of the greatest pleasures to life. The music plays softly (it is posted on my sidebar if you are interested in what we have been dancing to lately) and we twirl and jump and skip around the room. What does it matter that we are both still in our jammies? Who cares that there are baskets of laundry waiting to be folded and put away? Who cares that there are dishes in the sink? What matters is that The Boss is teaching me the joys of youth. We are spinning around and laughing and that is what life is all about.
Yesterday I learned what Idumea is. It is the name that God has for the world.