It first hit me on the weekend, on Saturday. I was sitting on a picnic blanket with Barclay in a field. We'd snuck off between the ceremony and reception to do a quick run-through of our songs; he had his guitar and I was laying there on the ground with my feet out of my shoes just being quiet, letting him work through a tricky part. We could hear the gathering crowd just a little further down the hill, and we could hear the wind above the trees, but everything and everyone very respectfully left us alone.
Then, a few hours later, I found myself on a different picnic blanket between two of my good friends. We were laughing really hard, and I can't remember what it was about. Something somebody said, or probably the chubby toddler who was running around sneaking drinks from strangers' cups. And there was that feeling again.
Again the next morning, sitting in church, and again afterward at my in-laws' house. I found the feeling yesterday morning in a hug, and in a text message conversation with someone I haven't seen in a long time, and I remembered it from a phone call I had on Friday. And last night, I figured it out.
Somewhere in there, I figured out the name of the feeling.
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Such a cozy, lovely feeling, to belong. Also, I am a major Mr. Bean fan, and the one where he goes to the pool is hysterical! I am raising my children right as my children also love him.
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You ARE raising your children right! Haha. I grew up loving Mr. Bean. His face is amazing.
Look at you all pregnant and glowing...also look at Karzlie all pregnant and glowing...I love that you two are having children at approximately the same time! I also feel that maybe I should hop on that bandwagon?!?! Yes??? No??? Probably no.
hahahaha oh crystal. ;)
That is always a wonderful feeling to realize you know. Also, that looks like such a fun birthday party!
it was SO fun!
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