It's my favorite time of year. It's when the seasons trip into themselves and we get a little bit of tepid with the freezing. When the sunsets are more than breathtaking, cast upon the trees that are now bare, and when most everyone is in some kind of joyful spirit.
It really doesn't get old.
- My four miracles.
- Seventeen+ years of my own happily every after.
- The ability to read, think, speak, create of my own volition, and put it all out there.
- Humbling moments where I realize that I am but a speck, a kernel, a grain of dust, and yet, I have the ability to make a difference in my own community.
I hope you all have had a great week!