Unfiltered, unedited things that happen early on in the coffee pot. Because of this blog thing now you’re victim to it, as well!
Through the window shines the morning sun
Promising warmth and wild freedom
If only we will get out there and chase it
Throw on some shoes and fly out the door
Stopped in my tracks as if a brick wall materialized in front of me
The sun was a tease
Sharp intake of breath as the cold grabs me tight
Slams me to a stop and reminds me even the sun lies
Wild freedom shall wait
The promise of warmth was broken and I mourn
I mourn the broken trust
And rejoice in the one unwavering friend
Who has never lied or broken a promise
Who will never let me down
Coffee in my favorite Sasquatch cup
If you’re wondering what the ‘blue gems’ refers to you’ll love this. My 6 year old lined up 3 bottles of dish soap in the sunny window and it was just pretty with the sun shining through it. Nope. No purpose. Just pretty. Welcome to my life.
Coffee up and have a blessed day!