My Happy Place
Another day, another photo I had a hard time figuring this one out, not because I couldn’t think of a happy place but because I felt like I had so many but I finally found one.
My happy place is, of course, my bed, but not just because it is where I get to close my eyes and sleep. It’s the place my daughter runs to when she has a nightmare and can’t sleep. She crawls in between me and her daddy and falls softly to sleep. It’s where we spend a bit of our Saturday mornings watching cartoons and laughing. It’s also strangely where a lot of my awesome ideas come from, usually in the middle of the night which is why I keep a notebook on my nightstand (sometimes I just wrote it in notes on my phone). My bed is warm and comfortable and I don’t think I could choose a better spot.