It had been a long day.
Not in terms of hours, but in terms of all the ‘stuff’ that had been packed into it.
Good stuff. Slow, easy-going, soul-renewing stuff.
As we sat quietly in the car, each of us lost in our own thoughts, I realized with a small smile that it had been a good day. In fact, a really great day.
You know what I mean … the kind of day when:
Your agenda was relaxed and the surroundings were beautiful.
There were periods of both animated conversation and comfortable quiet solitude.
… knights in shining armour …
… and various fairy people …
… blowing bubbles into the wind …
… all without losing your place in the ‘real’ world.
And on this magical day, dinner was simply ice cream at the nearest Dairy Queen – because it felt ‘right’.
You had just spent this wonderful day in the company of good friends.