my coffee shop...

i miss my coffee shop. 

my small town coffee shop. 

the coffee shop that makes me feel like i'm in a scene of Gilmore Girls. 

the coffee shop i spent hours at soaking up the sunshine and enjoying life. 

so many conversations. so many coffee dates. so much laughter. so many reunions. so many "me and Jesus time" mornings. so many Snickerdoodle drinks and way too many warm cookies. I feel like every inch of the coffee shop has a memory attached to it. this place has grown to become one of my happy, safe places ever.

i feel like even years later, i will still come back to it. sit in my spot. and just be.  


i am going to have a hard time not spending every single day there when i come home. To be able to people watch at my table, while journaling, Bible open, music in the distance.


I really hate the smell of coffee but this place is the only exception that i completely embrace and love.

everyone needs a coffee shop. their spot. their memories. their safe place.