Out my window

One of my favorite things about our little apartment is the big window that sits right in front of our kitchen table. 

Sometimes, when Lee is at work I just sit at our table with a warm drink and frequently gaze out of it.

I find a strange sense of happiness and peace whenever I do 

There is a great big tree that I can see when I look out that window. It might be silly, but it feels like its my tree. 

Sometimes you can see the rays of the very tip of the sun setting. It's beautiful

I love to watch the bikers, joggers, families with small children on evening strolls trotting along the sidewalk

I love to look at how different every person is. 

Different paces.

Different goals. 

Different ideas. 

Different people. 

Were so different, but were sort of the same.

It's comforting and encouraging to know that were all in this life together.

 Each and every one of us has feelings, has hurts, feels pain

I love looking out that window

It's one thing I will surely miss when our time here is over, but something I won't forget 

It's a comfort that I don't take for granted