His love speaks to me in every season. (He brings me decaf-soy-half-pumpkin-spice lattes.) For those of you who find pumpkin spice too sweet or strong, try asking for half the syrup. Am I speaking your language? Speak (or hug or kiss or serve) your love this weekend!
Welcome! "City Lights" is a place for me to write about a Chicago story. The characters include a girl who loves to write, a husband, and a harbor called Montrose. We recently turned in our red Vespa in exchange for a baby boy named August Wells. It's our daily in the Windy City. As Annie Dillard says, "How we spend our days, is, of course, how we spend our lives."
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