Nora and Mom snuggling under a yellow blanket.
Iced tea at the Spur reading the final pages as the fields stretch out like my dreams.
Finding the right words for the assignment after thinking someone else could say it better.
Dancing to the Fresh Beat Band with Nora in the living room, her smile.
Sharing a meal with my family.
Hide and seek and recycling and filling up the gas tank and that sucker they still give you at the bank when you've got a little one in the car.
Downton Abbey making me forget I don't live anywhere else but there. How much I love believing the "lie" of this work of fiction.
And then hitting the hay for the day.