This morning I realized that the crazies are always gonna be crazy
They are always gonna stand just outside my world and poke
They are always gonna try and get a reaction out of me.
I can get through all of it because at the end of the day..........
I slide into bed with Sir Steve and he wraps his arms around me and the world shrinks down to the two of us - snuggled in the dark -- talking about the day -- whispering our love -- and the crazies -- all of them -- vanish in a poof of smoke.
I know that no matter how they poke at me during the day -- how they sneak up behind me and blind side me - no matter what they do to try and disturb my peace.. my santuary .. my sanity ... that in the dark of the night my faith is restored because I am really truly loved.
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