Saturday, August 16, 2008

Friday, After Work

I live in the most beautiful place in America. I sit beneath a row of baby palm trees, toes in the bright green grass, eyes upon the sand and ocean. There's a lovely breeze coming off the water and a steady flow of runners, walkers, moms with strollers, cyclists, tourists and locals. And yet somehow, this is most peaceful spot in the world. It's perfect. And the special thing about it is, this could be a description of any day here. In this moment, I have the perfect life. I am thankful.

1 comment:

Kim said...

Ahhh...I'm living your moment from my couch here in KC. How wonderful Amy-and it's great that you appreciate what you have. A lot of people don't.

Enjoy the rest of your weekend!