three hundred and thirteen

 

23 November.  I am grateful for a gentle end to the week. For my favourite day.  For easy sharing and laughter. And for always far too many bottles. Perfection.

two hundred and eighty eight

 

We put an offer in on a house and it was signed today. Damn if B is in Sydney again, so we can’t celebrate together. Well not today anyway. So today I am grateful for my friend who celebrated with me. Who knew what I needed. Who held my hand a lot through this process. Who knows what it means to me. To us. A defining day for the Cawoods. Cheers to us.