Spot the Difference

Today my gorgeous husband embarks on his summer of worship. Shortly after I type this he'll get in his car and drive four hours north to play in the band at the first Soul Survivor week. We celebrated this new season with an excellent English fry up this morning that Steve cooked to perfection (yummy). Food softens any blow. I know it's a great time of year from him. He gets to hang out with some great men and women, have a lot of fun and worship God every day through his favourite medium - music. I miss him when he's gone, the house feels empty, even when other people are in it, my someone significant in gone. I'll enjoy having some girl time and Lord knows I have plenty to do in his absence, but I'll really look forward to our welcome home breakfast next week. xc