This morning one of my favorite authors, Orna Ross, dropped by my mailbox with a gift. It's sort of a guilty pleasure for me to scan over it while the rest of the mailbox goes unread. Must. Read. It only took a moment. A couple of sentences.
But this morning she wrote about me and Dear Fiance. She didn't know it, but it's exactly how I wake up almost every morning.
In our terrier filled, hound accompanied, teen enriched, work obsessed world, we have those half awake moments that refresh and inspire.
Wishing you bliss this morning in whatever way you love it.
What's your little guilty pleasure that gives you bliss?
Borrowed Time.
