Today I'm grateful for the "little gesture" of Kenny often making the coffee first thing in the morning. Our days are both full to the brim, and while it's not a huge deal to start the coffee, it's such a nice moment when you walk into the kitchen and see there's already a freshly brewed pot sending out the delicious aroma, just waiting to be poured. It's not even so much the time and energy saved, but the feeling of being loved and cared for that someone else started up the morning.
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