Charleston in December. . .

I really, really, really did not want to spend the last three days at a conference in Charleston!

But I'm glad, from this vantage point, that I did. . .

Simple pleasures. . .

being among friends

splurging on dinners that cost waaaay too much

but taste oooooooh so good

laughter

knowing it's OK to be me

books, books, and more books

valuing old customs and new ideas

feeling good about Monday's presentation

and checking it off as done

summer in December

having someone to clean up after me

not minding a bad hair day

leaving the car parked for three days

walking

taking the stairs

clearing my mind for the days ahead

and filling up my heart

with peace