Reflection, Coffee, and Therapy

The waves outside are crashing against the shore, loud and angry, the wind howling and the rain keeps falling.

Just sitting in my car, taking a moment to just... breathe. Enjoying my coffee, it's therapy day, and honestly, I didn't want to get out of bed.

Sometimes it takes these dreary days to make us realize how blessed we are. I'm thinking about my friends the ones who send random memes just to make me smile, who call to check in when they know I'm having a rough time. The ones who stick around even when I'm not my best self.

And love im grateful for the love in my life. The kind that knows exactly what to say when words fail you, the kind that feels like home.

They're not just gray days to get through - they're gentle reminders to pause, to feel, to appreciate. The rain might be falling, and the waves might be angry, but inside, there's warmth. There's gratitude. There's hope.

And sometimes, that's exactly what we need just a moment to remember that even on the gloomiest days, we're still surrounded by little blessings. They're always there, waiting to be noticed, waiting to be felt, waiting to remind us that we're never really alone in the storm.