I had a dream that I was running around out front of Oasis...
I was chasing kids, catching them so I could kiss their faces or tickle them and set them back down to continue the chase.
I knew the faces of the small kids I was chasing...faces I love...faces I miss.
In my dream, I stopped chasing for a minute to smile, to laugh, and then to say, out loud, "God, I love this place...why would I ever want to leave?"
I woke up with a mixture of sadness and joy: sadness at not being at Oasis today, running, laughing and loving with those kids...but joy at the thought of talking about them, remembering them, and working to rejoin them very, very soon.