coffee mug wisdom

so i'm not sure which will be more difficult--tomorrow morning enjoying a bittersweet latte with my favorite boys together in laguna beach, the first morning owen wakes up with his usual "dada" and we make coffee without you, or when i eventually stop making coffee because i'm the only one drinking it.

these are things i'm thinking as i make us a "coffeehouse" latte at 9:44pm but instead of sitting down with laptops and books you run up and down the stairs charging various devices, loading up my parents' new computer, adding things to your ttd list and i do the only thing that makes sense, i bleach the kitchen sink and softscrub the tile countertops.

but my point is this, that in doing all this i reach for my favorite mid-size coffee mug (because there's a favorite for each size: warhol gerber daisies for small french press, torrefazione for everyday drip coffee and blue bowl for super lattes) and i remember why it's my favorite. because it reminds me of the life i want to live, the life we work together to build.

happiness is a journey, not a destination...

there's a beautiful blog-esque narrative that i really needed once upon a postpartum (thanks b.) but right now what i really need is that reminder. that what we're doing here, is finding a way to keep going on that journey together. this last week has been a moment of pause, and i value the time we've taken to reflect on where we've been (fourteen years we've been growing together!) and dream about where we're going. but in this public domain i want to say again that i'm damn inspired by you. that you make the journey. that no matter where we're going we're always there together, most likely running after owen as he finds new roads to travel. so yeah, happiness is a journey and it looks like this: