So, everyday I hope to always find more of a reason to love.  Maybe it’s in something as insignificant as a cup of coffee, or maybe it’s in something as profound as a brilliant kiss goodbye.  As long as it’s something.

That being said, I want to start something.  Each week I want to come to you telling you of my beautiful discoveries and why I love them.  I long to do so to encourage and inspire and love more.   Something I have learned lately is that you will always find what you are looking for.  If you wake up each day and seek negativity and misfortune, that is what you will find.  But I hope that when I throw the covers back and make that first step that I long for something more.  As long as I do that… I’ll find it.  Not to say that bad things don’t exist, Lord knows they do.  And I’m grateful for them too, they keep me from floating away and existing with my head in the clouds. 

So…all that being said…

Tattoos.

 I love them. So much.  Although my parents will consider disowning me when I get them, and if I posted this as a status on my facebook I would have about a million people tell me how much they hated them, I just don’t care. There is something about people feeling so string about something that they are willing to brand themselves to it forever that just fills my tummy with butterflies and my heart with joy.

On a side note, this picture of John is one of my most favorite pictures in the whole world.  He has since then got a sleeve on that arm, which is also very cool.  And on another side note, if I had one, I would have posted Ryan’s tat here because it is even more of my favorite over John’s.  Just for the record :)

Best. Water. Ever. ‘Nuff said. (And no, water is not water…there’s a difference)

Anytime I go online or in the store, I have to schedule at least an hour to an hour and a half of leisure and longing.  This is my all time favorite store and I would give anything to live in closer proximity to one…not that it would help…miles don’t stop me from shopping.  My bank account does.

So I just reread this before deciding to post it.  And although it is the cheesiest and most overwhelmingly happy blog I’m pretty sure I’ve ever written, I’m okay with it.  I used to be annoyed by this side of me until I realized it’s not really just a side.  It’s just who I am, at the very core of my being.  So, I’ll just embrace it.  And share it.  Because that’s what I do.

Grace.Peace.Beauty.

Cait