I love those eyes, curious & blue. I love mornings. I love the first crisp cup of coffee, followed by a half cup a short while later.
I love my job, most days. I love dreaming up new ideas & leading a team & searching for inspiration. I love driving around the city & gabbing on the phone (probably to one of my brokers about a deal…). I love touring astonishingly beautiful homes. I really love writing about them.
I love coming home to Andrew after I’ve been out.
I love a vase of fresh flowers in our living room. I love magazines. I love English muffins. I love worship music dance parties, & I love Justin Bieber (my BFF gets me).
I love being a mom. I also love mom jeans!
I love candles & soft, low lighting. I love everything Nancy Meyers. I love the most crinkled pages of my Bible, covered in highlighter & pen strokes.
I love date night. I love splurging on a vodka martini – extra dirty, please! I love hotel lobbies & buzzy restaurants. I love fancy menus. I love the unmistakably woodsy smell of Andrew’s cologne. I love dressing up… but I love pajamas more.
I love the changing of the seasons, & I even love turning the clocks back, because it means Christmastime is near.
I love shopping, especially with my mom. I love staying up too late to finish a chapter, then another chapter, then another. I love taking my daily walk, past historic row houses & over crunchy autumn leaves. I love hugs from my dad.
I love talking about Jesus. I love knowing Him. I love singing with Holly before she goes to bed, & praying with Andrew before we do.
I love being in a family.
(Inspired by this post. What do you love?)
