Lost

It's Friday again. Yep, you guessed it. That means it's time for Five Minute Friday where I link up with Lisa-Jo Baker and a whole group of bold, brave, courageous writers to write on a topic for five minutes - no editing, no second guessing, just straight writing.

Today we are writing about lost...

It's been such a short time and yet, there is a familiarity that is years old. Have we really only just begun?

It all started innocently enough. As all really great things do. Baseball. It was baseball that connected us. Your passion for the kids. My desire for my son to be exposed to something really great.

Is it really possible to get so lost...so easily...so quickly? The world and those in it would say it's not rational. Or reasonable. But since when is getting lost reasonable or rational?

So many times, I think of you and get lost in the possibilities...the opportunities...the 'what-ifs' {of the truly great kind}. And before I know it, I've arrived at my destination.

Getting lost in the moment...while I'm watching you coach or work...and coming to the conclusion that I'm a goner.

So many conversations we've had about our dreams, desires, goals...many of which are lost in this day and age. It's about getting back to the basics.

And being found. And looking at you and feeling like I'm home...no longer lost, but right where I'm supposed to be.

Maybe I was never lost to begin with. Just on my way to something really great. And I found you.