Despite my feeling at home in Charleston, I don't think I will ever stop missing my family. My parents spent the weekend here with me and in the span of one day, we went to three of my favorite restaurants. We drank wine, ate cheese, and stayed up way too late. Needless to say, I love having them here.
Walking down Broad Street to meet them at Fast & French for coffee and croisssants on Saturday morning, I had an overwhelming feeling of gratitude. Lately, the simplest things like morning walks and gazing out my windows are filling me to the brim with happiness. I like feeling this way.