we call it “taking the long way.”
paper cups of hot chocolate. mixed tapes. open windows in the summertime, blasting heat in winter. and just a few extra minutes to finish a story, to cry over unrequited love, to commiserate about our parents.
an errand to get a gallon of milk turned into what you really needed all along.
{and here, a really good song about just this sort of thing}.
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reminds me of….meee!
love
I know exactly what you mean. Just beautiful writing! Enjoy your holiday, erin!
And this is when I wish I had a sister. Lovely post.
Have a very Merry Christmas! xx
We call it the "the beach route"…..for all the same reasons!!
oooops, all the same reasons except, insert children for parents…
sometimes, the long way is the best way. lovely post. thank you for visiting and spending some virtual time with us this year, erin. have a happy holiday & new year! xo, c
This post made me feel very happy and content. Loved it.
lovely post!
xo
seaview!! reminds me of… HOME!
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