I am here at my mom's house, doing what I do best, sitting at my little laptop in my workout clothes, drinking a diet coke, and typing away.
And my husband, way over in Dallas, is doing what he does best...gearing up to record a podcast, texting lame memes to his friends, and playing with the puppies.
But we love each other, and from near or far, that doesn't change. It's good to be loved.
