Each of these precious souls.
I'm their favorite. I rarely feel or believe this but suddenly I'm struck with this profound knowing, deep in my bones, that I'm their favorite person right now. Dang.
The moon so big and bright in the early morning sky.
A WWII novel on my nightstand.
Friends coming over tomorrow.
Crackers with the yummiest cashew "cheese" spread.
Board game night!
A really great small town. No chain stores, the librarians call to say they in a new book we'll love and put it on hold for us, the cashiers know our names... The best.
The 90s mix this grocery store is playing.
Feeling well-rested after a good night of sleep.