The mailman came by right then so I went outside to get some fresh air. Inside the mail, for the first time in my almost 39 years on Earth, I had received an anonymous gift from a secret person.
Perfect timing, right? That little gift made me realize I am not alone, that I am loved and appreciated. Thank you, secret person. I didn't know I needed that until it showed up on my doorstep.
365 photos from this week.
A treasured coral man we found on Topsail Island, lying in his bed of found sea glass.
This morning's frost, now with better focus (still more focus work to go, argh).
Playing games in my office while having a dance party. I'm ready for the boys to be sick of Gangnam Style. Please, universe?