Right after "I love you," the next best threesome is "I'm coming over," in my opinion. Knowing he'd moved to the area only a few days ago and busy with all that entails, it was a most pleasant surprise yesterday to hear Pete say, "I'm coming over!" Driving our backroads is a far cry from SoCal freeways and gave Pete a sense of freedom and adventure. He stopped at Mt. Aukum and my street creds went up by association, I'm sure, because his snazzy muscle car created quite a stir among the guys there. Pete's visits have been far between over the years, with conversation crammed into what time was available. How grand to spend a leisurely afternoon with my "missing" son and know there would be more in the future. The weather cooperated fully and it was a beautiful, sunny day.
Not long after Pete left, I heard those three words again, this time from Camille. It being warmer outside than in, we sat on the front porch and had our usual good talk.
It was a good day (my favorite five words).