6. more. months.

It’s amazing to be shopping for apartments, for new homes, and to look at where my mind goes…

I am picturing Floyd playing in the living room; can I see it? 

I am imagining the cleaning. 

I am imagining how easily I can access the boys while their sleeping; will we feel safe? 

I am picturing dinner parties with dear friends, and beautiful squeals of laughter from the boys–

I am picturing us sliding across the floors in our socks and living without furniture simply because we can. 

Can you picture it too? 

This is going to be a beautiful turning of leaves, this next season.