When we deliberately choose to move out of the familiar space to see new things and meet new people, we waken something in us that we bring back home.
Inspired by dreams of my Grandmother
And…it’s Saturday morning that I’m finally making myself take a moment to sit down and at least do my Friday post. I’ve been feeling a bit like a teenager, hormonally pulled and exhaustedly lazy at the same time. I think I’m ready for a vacation. Luckily for me, that is exactly what’s coming up...