Some One at the Door

The dogs started barking at the door while I was writing the previous post.

It's late, Loml is at work and should not be home for another hour and the dogs are going nuts.

I grab the phone, so I can dial 911 quick if I need to, and cautiously make my way to the door. I can see a shadow on the curtain, taller and thinner then Loml and as I reach pull the curtain aside I hear a key in the lock and the door flies open!

It's Bear! My middle son who lives about 4 hours from here. He has roses for Mother's Day!

And just as quickly he is gone. Today is his girlfriend birthday, the real reason for the trip 🙂 and they are going out.

But he will be back later and I am always thrilled to see him.

I'm just not sure that my heart can take too many surprise visits.


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