An overflow of laughter that makes my mouth sore, and teeth hurt.
Endless cups of coffee stirred by even more eye-widening conversations; things of the heart, head and things that give a sense of home.
Somehow, an unbounced check–despite my love for wine and grocery shopping.
An endless horizon that is usually a pristine blue, protected by cliffs and the sky.
Walks to breakfast on saturday mornings and dwell-worthy dinners on weeknights that make me feel fancy.
Friendships that spark encouragement, creativity and instill prayer and honesty.
Contentment and joy that lingers and lasts far longer than I give it credit.
A life that is worth not only looking at, but gazing; all in a trance guided by thankfulness–easily the things I see are the things I not only know, but recognize and know me just as well.