in this space

sometimes this space is

loud....

with music blasting or 

people dancing.

sometimes this space is

messy...

with goldfish on the floor or 

muck tracked in from the chicken coop.

sometimes this space is

twinkly...

with a christmas tree in the corner

or china set-out for a dinner party.

sometimes this space is

oily...

with sisters talking all things

hormones and emotions,
or germs, focus and wellness. 

sometimes this space is

crafty...

with girl scouts making or

diy chippy paint sanding.

sometimes this space is

cozy...

with bookclub or bible study

hosting.

sometimes this space is 

competitive...

with poker night

or charades playing.

sometimes this place is 

sippy...

with coffee in the morning or 

cocktails in the evening.

and sometimes this place is
quiet...
with writing and reading
or drafting and editing.

i'm grateful for this space.

for the memories

made and 

the ones to come. 

but mostly

i'm grateful for the community

and the connecting.

in my new chapter

i get to spend a lot more time in this space,

in community and connecting.

and while much of what is happening,

happened here before,

it sure does feel different and new and downright dream come true.