September 30

It was a blessedly laid back kind of evening, which was exactly what I needed. Craved, really. We watched a movie, I talked with my mom, and I got an email I'd been hoping to get. And then when I walked through the kitchen a little while ago, I remembered the deliciousness that is this:

It's the remaining portion of the apple/pear pie Abby and Adam's mom made on Friday night. I didn't have any (because I'd already sucked down a bowl of chocolate/peanut butter ice cream), but I remembered the piece I had last night and how good it was. And in that moment, I was keenly thankful for sweet days and sweet treats. This life may not always be particularly fun, but I'm grateful for the good moments.