Love… it’s all around me.

My favorite girls are meeting their own Supermen, the women I love who have really been through the wringer, are glowing and sewing capes right alongside me.

My flight out of Doucheville is a blessing, increased exponentially by the fact that three of my favorite women are on the flight with me. First class, ladies… we’ve landed some fine examples of the male species. c412l.;;szaaaaa

***Note to self… do not leave a granola bar near the keyboard with the little white dog out and about while you zip out to pick up the sick little red… with a blog open & unfinished. Not only did she eat the granola bar, she seems to have stepped on the keyboard and published the blog at the same time. We knew she was smart… but damn.

At any rate…

My darling tattoo Queen Bee is on her way back to sunshine and happiness, having had her fill of grey days and shallow pools. She’s at peace… with a beaming smile to match the sunshine she’s headed towards. She never fails to give me the strength to chase the dreams I’m meant to have… and escaping this small town is high on my list. I will miss her desperately but I’m SO happy for her that it’s hard to be sad.

My favorite Miss Lovely has found her own superhero. I can hardly listen to her grin and gush and whisper the word “magical” without crying. I’ve seen this beautiful woman go through hell in the past year right alongside me and feeling the same way about my own caped crusader only makes her joy more tangible. She deserves every breathtaking moment, and I can’t wait to meet the man who realized immediately what all of us already knew- she’s a treasure and he’s brilliant for recognizing it. I like him already.

Miss Classy has connected with a wistful part of her past that gives her everything she’s ever dreamed of having. We’ve cheered each other for picking up a cheeseburger again- because real love celebrates happiness, not pants size- and we both have a man that celebrates exactly who we are. Her darling hero comes complete with the promise of babies, baking and love… what more could a Classy girl ask for?

I have several that threatened me with bodily harm if I included them in my flowery blog… but suffice it to say, I’m literally surrounded by beaming smiles and I laughed when I saw my Lovely friend this morning.

L- It’s… just… magical.

J- Right?

Like everything about him is better than you imagined wishing for? Like for once, the clouds parted and the sun chose to shine on everything in your life, all at once?

Yep. That’s my reality.

Happiness is wonderful, and it’s been said I have a contagious smile… but when you look around and see everyone around you smiling back the same enchanted grin? It’s better than good… it’s bliss.

Goodness begets kindness, and faith springs eternal when you choose to share it. I feel so blessed that for once I think my next tattoo should be a warning label declaring that anyone within ten feet of me can’t help but have a good day.

Love does find you when you least expect it and when you’re not looking…

But keep a look out for a man (or woman) with a cape… because nothing beats having your own Superhero.