From the bed in our room, we could see the sun rise out of the ocean. The change in light woke me every morning, an awakening I was happy for, unlike the daily grind of an alarm clock, even though it was early. I would get up, slip into my white silk robe, watch the sun come up, shoot some images, and then crawl happily back in bed for another hour or two until breakfast. Every single sunrise was worth it.

Cozumel, Mexico.

Quote of the day: “One day you do meet a man who kisses you and you can’t breathe around it and you realize you don’t need air. Oxygen is trivial. Desire makes life happen. Makes it matter. Makes everything worth it. Desire is life. Hunger to see the next sunrise or sunset. To touch the one you love. To try again.” — Karen Marie Moning

Daily gratitudes:
Adults soccer players under siege by tiny soccer players
Cowboy boots
My poor baby girl with her black eye and sprained ankle
Missing MKL on days we don’t get to see each other