Remember How Lovely You Are

“Good morning, handsome” she said to me, a coffee curation cupped in gentle hands.

With curves like that of an Italian super car unveiled at the finest of shows, she saunters to my side.

“I made this for you, trust me, you’ll love it.”

Without uttering a word, I partake and watch as she makes her way to my side, gracefully taking her seat at the morning table to describe in detail her morning self care of the natural glow that God bestowed her at birth.

She wakes up everyday, and simply reminds herself JUST how lovely she is.

And in so doing, I repeatedly agree.
 

~Love Letters