Good morning, sunshine

Once upon a time, last week to be exact, we flew like the wind (though with significantly less leg room) to a fairytale world with majestic skies and magical waters. We broke our Cleveland-induced sushi fast and broke our record for most relaxing vacation ever. (Did I mention the kids stayed home? So that explains the relaxing part.)

It was amazing. But we are home now, reentering the world of leafless trees and chilly rain and six-shifts-in-a-row. It's good to be home. Really, it is. The sun rises here too, and the beauty, it's around here somewhere, even if we have to look a bit harder for it.