I love that my husband knows which coffee cup I prefer my morning brew in. I love that we pre-warm each other’s cup. I love that I make the lunches because it’s his least favorite task and he ready’s the car so that my seat is warm before I get in. I love that I… Read more »
I’m easing back in. Into this space, into the kitchen and into sharing myself through photographs, words, and food again. I’m tiptoeing up to the computer making myself tap the keys in an attempt to put words into sentences. It is a practice that I fell away from because well, I must admit that welcoming… Read more »
