Pleasures of Life

Pleasure is...finding a new favorite song that speaks to your soul and putting it oh repeat all day long. shooting Polaroids. its spraying the pages of my journals with lavender. it is pen and paper and writing. its the sound of my mamas voice, comforting and familiar. its the tiny pitter patter of feet running down my hallway when the kids come over...its getting in the car and driving out to the country for a day. its the "east village" at Christmas time. its mazzy star and tom petty. its fresh flowers growing in the fields along the interstate. and fresh squeezed lemonade in mason jars. its a falllen birds nest and the smell of a newborn baby. its the beginning of a new day. its fresh picked apples off the tree. its worn out tshirts and faded blue jeans and your favorite sweat pants. its my caitlins laughter filling the room. its a new freshly painted room. its letting go and staying goodbye to the things that no longer serve you in a positive way. its being cold and slipping into a warm jasmine bath and soaking away your troubles. its sitting at the beach and listening to the waves crash at the shore line. its digging your feet into the warm sand. its the smell of cinnamon and fresh linens. its cotton candy at the fair in the summer. its witnessing a declaration of love at a wedding. its doing something unexpected for someone else and expecting nothing in return but to see the grin on their face. its fresh clean warm towels from the dryer. its over-sized comfy cotton shirts. its anything old, worn and comes with a history. its grace. its watching the unfolding of dreams come true. its knowing that everything has a right to change and that everything does. its a bowl of buttered popcorn and an ice cold pepsi.

XOXO