thankful for life-changing, love-breathing, heart-shifting moments.
I love the kind of people who have only known me a few months but have skipped all the formal new friendship stuff and gone straight to opening my fridge and helping themselves, or doing their hair in front of me, or showing their makeup-less face to me.
Maybe some people find that rude, but I find it comforting. I become endeared to people who invite themselves into my life so openly and honestly. It puts me at rest when someone else is being so personal and open, even in the smallest of ways.