This has always been my favorite month
But this year brought so much more meaning to the month that I love so much.
The morning summer breeze caused my hair to whip into my face.
Usually, that would cause me to put my hair up.
But you like my hair down, so I suffered through it.
As I’m sitting on my front porch, I look over at you.
We both have our cup of coffee in hand.
I take a deep breath in and think to myself,
“Nothing could make this moment more perfect.
You, me, and coffee all on the front porch.”