I chased the moon last night. I was driving home from dance when I caught my first glimpse. It was on fire. It ripped my breath right out of my chest. When I got home I ran in and made the twins and Justin jump in the car for a better view. We drove through our neighborhood and down toward the river following it as it moved behind the trees. And I realized this is what I want from 2015…I want to chase the moon on cold winter nights wearing my cozy hat surrounded by the ones who make my heart skip a beat.
Happy New Year, friends!