Yesterday I surprised my husband with a little getaway. Okay, it was just a one night- getaway. Nothing fancy. We drove to the Twin Cities, had a wonderful Italian dinner, and goofed off the rest of the evening. The best part was that we actually talked to one another. A rarity these days. With this one going here and the other going there, it was just what we needed.
Whoa. < my eyes bulging >
“What do you mean?” I guarded my reply. I’m still processing why but I think I was defending myself. From what, not sure yet.
So what’s the point? I’ve been wondering all day too. So, I prayed about it and here’s my two-cents.