As our beach chairs gather closer and closer together, searching for the shade, our hearts become closer as well. Toes almost touching, within our inner circle, bags of salty chips passed around and lots of laughter. This is my happy place…

Their laughter reaches deep within my soul…

We relax.
We let go.
We laugh.
We share.

We love with passion.
We love with frustration.
We love with judgment.
But we always love.

We honor.
We praise.
We dislike.
We support.
But we always love.

We laugh.
We disagree.
We make fun.
We compliment.
But we always love.

Friends, right here under the umbrella is my happy place.
All of us gathered.
All of us bringing to each other our authentic selves.
All of us protecting each other as the umbrella protects us.
Always loving.

My happy place…

Tomorrow will be different…
my happy place will change, for it can be any location as long as one thing remains…

the five people who fill my soul need to be gathered around me.

And we always love.