Sunlight through the leaves, coffee steaming – that’s what it’s all about! Feeling cozy and contented today wearing my favorite oversized knit (and maybe just a little bit sleepy 😉). Loving these autu...

“There.” That’s probably what he said, wasn’t it? A quiet ‘there’, always so certain about his pronouncements, even if those pronouncements were often whispered these days. Three years ago, maybe it was more obvious, didn't it? The way the light caught in the wine glasses, the easy turn of a shoulder when the conversation lagged… Now, it’s almost muted. Like a faded photograph, which, well, most things are nowadays.

This dress feels comfortable enough, doesn’t it? Not too precious, not too worn. Just… here. The linen has softened over time, like us, hasn’t it? Though sometimes itches to be sure, this life. This one we’ve settled into, mostly without him. Or, hadn’t until tonight, really.

He turned away for a minute, while she asked about the harvest. Our youngest, bless her heart. She looks remarkably like you, don’t you think? Those eyes, a little bit blue, a little bit grey. Same shade as yours, back then. Before the rain came, of course. Everyone remembers the rain. It usually means something happens, doesn’ed there?

It wasn’t always bad, not exactly. Remember the summer by the sea? The scent of salt and honeysuckle... And still, you stand there, a little hesitant, aren’t you? Like you weren’t quite sure you wanted to stay. Which, truth be told, we might have been a little reluctant to hold onto ourselves.

Just watch your eye,” we say to you, silently. “Don’t miss the flicker of recognition. Don’t miss the hope that perhaps, just perhaps, after all this time, everything isn’t entirely lost. Isn’t that right?”

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