Yesterday we napped. Now, it wasn’t just any old nap. It was a nap in our very own apartment, on our ridiculously large California king sized bed, and at that magical hour in the afternoon where the honey-colored sun is pouring though the window with a light breeze wafting through the room. It should be added that this nap happened on all of our fresh-out-of-the-dryer laundry.
Being home is something that cannot be replicated. Having your own space, being on your own clock, and accidentally falling asleep on a warm pile of laundry is a luxury that we often take for granted. It’s been six weeks since we returned from Maui and we have soaked up every minute of our time at home.
I am incredibly grateful for the life that Chris and I are blessed to live. Traveling across the world, experiencing new cultures, and tasting exotic foods is a dream I’ve always had and one that I’ve had the privilege of living. I am so grateful. I will always be grateful. That being said, life at home has been magical. And while I’m itching to hit the road again, afternoon naps with the one I love in our own apartment will always be cherished.