The good things

These past three nights, I have spent the evening doing some of my very favorite things.

On Saturday, after an evening of "Christmas light lookin'," I sat with friends and chatted over coffee. I love that. Especially when the conversations are about things that matter.

On Sunday and Monday evenings, I escaped to my bedroom and buried my nose in a book. I love that. I forget sometimes to find space for me, that it's good to sit alone and escape into words. I'm so afraid I'm going to miss something, or that I'll neglect someone, that I frequently forget to create that space. Now that I've reminded myself...

Sometimes it's great to get a reminder of the simple things that make my life happy - good friends, good conversation, good coffee, good books, good music. I'm grateful for those things tonight.