Friday, December 7, 2012

Small Kindnesses

Every morning Steve brings me coffee in bed while I write. The smell of the coffee and the knowledge that I will be sipping it soon is what gets me upright and typing while the world still sleeps around me.

He sets it on the nightstand, says good morning, and kisses me on the forehead.

It is one of the nicest parts of my day.

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