Weak Coffee
I am spoiled!
I sat in the cabin one early November morning drinking weak coffee. It was a sign that I was spoiled because my husband always makes our coffee!
There is so much he does, like this mini vacation he arranged for us. This was the first vacation together, just the two of us, since we became parents over 18 years ago.
This trip, I could tell he wanted it to be just right for us, for me.
Dearest husband: Don’t you understand? These moments are perfect! Please know this, my love. All of these precious moments that you think are ordinary are extraordinary for me.
Waking up next to you under the down comforter with you by my side. Feeling our bodies intertwined as the world outside disappears.
A new day is beginning for you and me. The sun is peeking through the trees that already bare and ready for winter. It’s perfect! New adventures are waiting for you and I, as we travel through time together.
Those moments that are good, bad and all of those in-between, we will navigate them. The best moments are waiting for us in each and every day. Those not so ordinary moments that shine. As it has always been.
Why take a serious photo?
It's nice to be spoiled! But strong coffee makes it better! ☕
My wife loves to make biscuits. She says she hates to make them, but would you do something like making biscuits if you hated it so much?