Morning Tradition

It’s currently 6:32 on a Sunday morning and I’m sitting on the couch, fire going, iced coffee in hand.. waiting to hear the pitter patter off a little boy’s feet on the stairs as he comes to find me in the morning for our daily coffee snuggle. Our new weekend morning tradition is my favorite. I love the quiet of the wait… and, there is nothing better than the sound of his footsteps ❤️

Home sweet home

I’m washing dishes while pasta is cooking on the stove.  One dog is at my feet while the other is staring out the door at a man who is making brats on the grill while simultaneously working on his car.  Sweet Home Alabama is playing on the radio. All I’m thinking is… what a beautiful life ♡

People

In life, you figure out who your people are- both in your best times and your worst times. Sometimes I think you discover it even more so in your best times because they are the ones cheering you on through the beautiful moments. You’ll see them there and they will lift you up in your brightest moments and be a part of what makes you feel so blessed, because you have or will do the same for them.

There will be those who come and go through life, but your people are the ones who remain– through it all. Feel blessed if you have people. This journey wouldn’t be the same without them.