A rare day.

A day where my head was calm, the constant chatter and dialogue turned down to almost mute.

A day where I could enjoy living in the moment.

A day with a morning savouring the precious moments of family lego time, family sprinting in the glorious Boxing Day sunshine.

A day to enjoy the company of beautiful friends who welcome us as we are, more than a little sad, broken and consumed by shame but still offer us cheese, gin and conversation.

A day to enjoy quiet moments at the end of the day, together.

A rare day.

 

I look forward to the next one with anticipation already.