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Saturday Morning

November 22, 2008

Waking up in a warm bed, dapples of sunlight spilling in on the edges of the shade
Reaching out to touch the warm body in bed next to me, the Man I’m so happy to wake up next to every morning
Stepping out in to the cold air to enjoy a lovely Saturday morning brunch
Picking up our Saturday Times on the way home
Cleaning up the bed, pulling up the shade, letting the warm sun in
Catching up on news and events, listening in to the neighbor practicing electric guitar

Everyday could be a Saturday morning to me. But only today could feel like this.

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