a sunday story of beautiful living

i often look at people and wonder "what's their story?"

last sunday as we walked around downtown asheville i thought that a lot

we drove there, my husband, my brother, and my sister in law

we hadn't ate dinner together without children in 8 years

there was a historic street festival going on Bele Chere

and we had no idea

even though the husbands didn't believe us

because there is no way we would have got them there

there was bad karaoke and interesting art

and it wasn't the story we planned on

we planned to see our favorite acappella group at a club

but it was sold out

so we walked the streets

and gave culture to our husbands

and as it turns out

bele chere means 

beautiful living

and isn't that the story we are all trying to write