meaning doesn't lie in things, meaning lies in us. when we attach value to things that aren't love - the money, the house, the car, the prestige - we are loving things that can't love us back. we are searching for meaning in the meaningless. money, of itself, means nothing. material things, of themselves, mean nothing. it's not that they are bad. it's just that they are nothing.-marianne williamson

i just had an absolutely fantastic weekend with friends. old friends, new friends...my house was filled with talk and laughter and wonderful people. i am truly fortunate to know them. it's amazing how just being with people you care about can fill your heart with so much joy. we skiied, we ate a huge dinner and drank the big bottle of wine (which was so delicious, so smooth), reminisced, told stories, listened to music, played the drums...

THIS is what life is about. and this is what makes it worth living. i didn't care about a messy house, the risk of broken wineglasses or that 12 people were sprawled about...i reveled in the fact that i was surrounded by so many people who mean so much to me. go tell your friends how much you love them. :)