📤Cup of tea on the tableI walk to the old stone fountain, where the water is trickling more loudly now, the rain adding to its flow. The moss on the edges is even greener, glistening with water, and the basin is filled with rainwater, sparkling in the soft light. I cup my h
🎳The dog runs on the beach with waves and sandLila’s heart swelled. It was a beautiful idea, one that made the ache of loss feel a little softer. “I’d love that,” she said. “Let’s start today. Let’s take a selfie with every flower we see, and write a little note about wh