Things I Love

I love the smell of cinnamon rolls on a Sunday morning, and the sound of paws on hardwood floor.
I love stargazer lilies, the smell of popcorn, and the first sip of a vanilla latte.
I love the feeling of crawling into bed with fresh sheets, colorful sunsets, and when you can notice that the seasons are changing.
I love the feeling of an ocean breeze, my dogs eyes, old pictures, and peacock feathers.
I love animal footprints in the snow, discovering old letters, and genuine laughs.
I love ice cold tea and steaming hot coffee; I love a bouquet of Mylar balloons.
I love the feeling of discovering a new audiobook, foreign coins, antique jewelry, and fluffy clouds on a Spring day.
I love a dog's wagging tail, a cat's rough tongue, sprinkles, and the sand between my toes.
I love my mom's laugh, and my dad's jokes; I love my brother's smile when he pets a dog.
I love stargazing in the night sky, stained glass cathedrals, the feeling of silk, and giving a gift.
I love receiving a handwritten note, sparklers, a basket of shiny ornaments, and the smell of a fresh cut Christmas tree.
I love watching people's eyes when they make a wish, blue topaz, a thrilling mystery, and fortune cookies.
I love the smell of tennis balls, the crinkle of a new bible, fireworks, and escaping into a good book.
I love stories from my parent's childhood, colorful embroidery, waffle cones, and the gentle sigh of my dog when she's content.
I love double rainbows after a heavy rainstorm, fleece on cold skin, and otters who hold hands when they swim.

But most of all, I love my family, I love my friends. I love my life.

Xoxo,
Christina