Infinite options exist now to bring us together.  We “pin”… we “post”… we “facebook”… we “text”… we “tweet”… we “PM”… we email… and once in a while we call… and then every so often we stop by and visit (but not without posting, facebooking, texting, tweeting, or PMing first).

Something I adore about my life is that, in spite of being far from my family and my old friends, I live hand in hand and walk in companionship with some wonderful souls.  They are my family now.  I know what is happening with them and they know what is happening with me.  We pray for eachother without intending to… just in our way of life, because they are inseparable parts of my every day.  We are Together.  In purpose, in love, in Spirit and in life.  I never facebook them or tweet them, rather I turn to them and rely upon them on a daily basis.  And they know my ugliness and mess because we are together.  And they love me anyway, as I do them.

The Brotherhood of Togetherness

Who is Together with you?

The Epistolarian

Some Fridays I link up with The Gypsy Mama…  We write for 5 minutes flat and then post it.  Whether it’s pretty or not.  (But I usually hope it’s pretty… or at least not super ugly.)