I need to open up tonight.  My living room full of cobwebs, dust and memories.  My sofa which needs, frankly, a butt or three upon it.  My pillows that need fluffing and a generous hug or two.  Your words in my ear, the sound of laughter in the air.  Music floating like cottonballs.  Crickets in the background, a sweet southern breeze wafting through and a thunderstorm threatening in the distance.  I need friends who bring goodies and ideas, gossip and smiles.  The front door is wide open to all - hi there, come on in.  

It's late, I know.  But whenever you wander in, please know that you're welcome to speak your mind or keep your silence.  I want nothing more than your presence.  And to give you a place to find comfort, peace and whatever else you might need on this evening. 

May I get you something?