Sunday, December 20, 2015

carriage ridin'.

'Twas a crisp, cool winter's eve night spent gazing at Christmas lights while being pulled in a carriage with precious friends. Nights like these are treasured more than most others for lots of reasons, one of them being those who were writing the story of this particular evening alongside of us, and I found myself counting every laugh, smile, and gasp so that I could savor each moment. The best times are the ones that leave your soul a little warmer, your smile a little wider, your heart a little fuller. Yep, this was certainly one of those times.

No comments:

Post a Comment