Day 58 – 100 happy days; happy place

The balcony at our apartment is my happy place.

Literally.

Last summer, no matter how bad my day at the hospital was, I would come home and sit on the balcony with Phil.

We would have a drink, talk about our day, watch people walk by and enjoy the warm summer weather.

By the time we went inside to cook dinner, my dark mood had lifted.

It has been a long winter and I have missed sitting on our balcony a lot.

So, today when I saw the weather forecast, I cleaned off our deck chairs, put the cushions out and set up our beer cooler/table.

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It was just as good as I remembered.

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