thursday: christmas songs sung by 9 year olds, a little off key, but with much, much heart and then a few hours later for singing too loud in the car, on a curvy road with my daddy, using microphones made of twizzlers and a water bottle.
friday: walking the streets of a new city at night with a hero
saturday: being toasted and loved, running and dancing, loving back
sunday: flowers in a vase on the windowsill given by little hands
monday: finding the most perfect christmas tree in the woods near our home. one that is perfectly too big and charliebrownish, but is truly the kind of tree i've wanted all my life.
tuesday: supportive running partners, who have become friends
wednesday: a day spend with teak, creating with our hands gifts to give and sharing a delicious meal and midday toast.
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