
Theresa S
Sep 242 min read
A Cup of Coffee
The morning sun was still streaming through the window. the last of it’s golden light was starting to turn into the whiter beams of the day. I sat on the couch in front of the big window in the living room. The curtains were opened to welcome the new day. The window was big and the light revealed a few nose prints from dogs peeking out, and from the 1 year old who liked to perch on the back of the sofa and look out at the world. She would sit for as long as I could hold he






















