Most evenings, you can find me here (At least in the summer when the giant-ass spiders are EXTRA prevalent on the back porch).
Sometimes, I sit here, watching my tiny little town sleep. Other days, I sit here deep in my feelings.
Today, I do a combination. I’ve been reflecting, and recounting things I’m grateful for. Having this particular space to do my reflecting, being one of the things I’m MOST grateful for.
It’s been almost a month, and I’m still trying to figure out how I got here. 27. With babies, and married. When did this all happen?? It seems like I just blinked my eyes and I was suddenly back in this gorgeous apartment, on this dated linoleum, watching off of my balcony.
One day, we’re going to wake up and be 70. Not knowing how it happened. Let’s just soak in the moments we’ve got, and revel in their glory (however, minute or infamous it may be). #19crimeswine