Why We Are Moving to Honduras
Coffee smells like home to me. It tastes like warmth sliding down into my very soul. I love it with all the cream and sugar until it is a caramel color. The best is on cold mornings in the fall. The mornings I actually get up early and have time to sit and savor a cup before the kids wake up is the best kind of way to start a day. God is asking me to savor something else these…