a good and sunny day

Sometimes I sit down at my keyboard and stories full of feelings come pouring from my fingertips and other times I have to labor for every sentence.

Tonight isn’t easy. No amazing ideas are whizzing their way through the universe to find me and I don’t feel like fighting for all of the words.

Instead of working to put together a story that is not felt in my soul, I would rather write about the things I know to be true today.

I know it was a good and sunny day. One that was completely ordinary and full of love.

I woke up to a call from my mother and I drove with my windows down.

I received a gift from a cousin turned friend that connects me with the generations of women preceding my existence.

I sat across a kitchen table from people I love and laughed with them.

Tonight I will be going to bed with all things good in my world and I am grateful for that. If I can choose what tomorrow will be, I hope it is just as ordinary and full of simple wonderful love.