Sunday Mornings

     It's raining again here in the mountains of North Carolina. As we sit and watch the morning greet us, we realize that today is a new day, a new start. I sip my coffee calmly on the front porch steps and breath in deeply the scent of rest. Mom has decided that breakfast needs to be made so I can hear her cooking. It's moments like this that I cherish most. 

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