I need the quiet of this weekend, I think. So much.
A slow Saturday morning cup of coffee. A Sunday dinner with family. And all the while filling the moments in between with glimpses of the boys pouring themselves into the hours, with play and stories and dreams, like little boys so easily do.
Those suitcases, they continue their incessant, "shouldn't you do something about our emptiness here", side glances. They can wait. A bit.
That amazing piece of art.
Her beautiful blog here.
These monogram gift tag ornaments.