Today's post is unapologetically stolen from Kyla. (Unapologetic because her post gave me the warm and fuzzies and I want to spread it around, not because I'm a heartless thief.)
If I could wish a frivolous wish, it would be for a coffee klatsch. Every morning we would sit in overstuffed armchairs and sip our lattes and tell our stories. We would talk about the funny stuff and the difficult stuff, the things that scare us, things that make us stabby, and things that make our hearts smile. We would celebrate birthdays and weddings and accomplishments. We would wonder and discuss and share. There would be no shortage of fancy treats to eat.
There would be no hustle and bustle, no rush hour, no drinking coffee from the stainless steel travel mug with the leaky lid, no attempting to read your stories on my phone's tiny screen. There would be only laughter and friends and the thing that seems to be missing from all of our lives: time to enjoy it all.