straight up, wait up, hold up, mr. lover....

I love sundays. They are literally my favorite day of the week. I got to see so many of the people i love. It's like when they are gone for awhile and then they come back everything makes sense again.

and sunday family dinner. I love that Sunday family dinner has been a staple in my life.  It's like gettin back to my roots.

I come from a beautiful place of laughing too hard,  of smiling without needing a reasons, of sunday lunches and family dinner, of traditions, and red wine, of doing things that are not expected of you, of loving more than you thought was possible. of strong bonds that sometimes need a reminder of how special they are, of dolls and make believe, of colors and snowcones, of sunday morning church, and weekly bubble tea, of title town, and capitol city, of cozy house and old, but lovely apartments, of unconditional love, of mistakes and forgiveness, of leaf piles and snow piles, of  lakes and fresh cut grass, from iced tea and morning coffee, of best friends  and family. of messy loveliness.

I have a lot of awesome in my life.