You light up my life.

This week I had visitors,of the short and cute variety. My niece Gwyneth and nephew Carson came to play in California with me. With them, they brought a light with them that I love to bask in. So innocent and beautiful. They remind me of how much I can love. They remind me of how goofy I can be. They remind me of what is important. They make me want to be a better person. Carson, pretty shortly after he got out of the car, said "You know what I love to do? Organize and clean....I do!" I said, well my little man, you've come to the right place, up to my closet with you. A seven year old that loves to organize, my kind of guy. Then there's Gwyneth. 4 year old going on at least 9. She loves High School Musical and Twilight and dancing. We danced interpretively and intensely to Depeche Mode late one night, much to Carson's horror. I took them home after three days, way too soon. There was so much more we could have done if we had the time. Driving home after dropping them off, I missed their little voices, their loud laughter, i looked in my rear view mirror and knew it was just me and the radio.