The soft glow of the fire burning in the fireplace while frost forms on the windows...
The smell of soup simmering on the stove and apple crisp in the oven filling the house...
The sounds of laughing and jazz softly floating in the air...
The warmth of the comforting blanket warming my body...
...Also my soul.
This place is starting to feel like home.
1 comment:
Hi Lauren...
Sounds quite like a heart warming experience you've had.
Home truly is where your heart is.
God bless,
Melissa
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