What a puzzlement time is!  It is not real, as the only moment is here and now.  But there is this days and days of preparation, a handful of hours of hysterical fun, then clean-up yields to reminiscing.  What fun it was when…did you see her face…and then she said… and we roared with laughter.

Sweet One that permeates my day, flow through my sugar-tired blood, my hung-over muscles, my feebled body brain and wash me with the memory of the angels in my life.  Let the timeless vision of their laughing faces warm my every moment here and now.