Sometimes, It’s the Little Things

I’m staying with a family out of state this week. I just met them a few days ago, but we quickly became fast friends.

Every day when I wake up and wander downstairs, one of them has set up breakfast for me. It just awaits me and it is the kindest thing.

(Also, that pitcher keeps coffee hot for hours.)

Sometimes, it’s the little, loving things.

Renée Roederer

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