30 Days of Celebration: Coffee Creamer

It’s not a properly lived morning if I don’t smell the coffee creamer.

I’m a 23 year old white girl, so coffee creamer in my world comes in all different scents. Vanilla (the classic), hazelnut, pumpkin spice (what what), peppermint mocha. This morning it was creme brulee. (I know, I know. Cringe.)

But I have to admit, it’s one of my simple joys. Before I pour it into my mug, I just have to take a whiff. My vanilla creamer always smelling like Lucky Charms marshmallows, and if that’s not a good start to my morning, I don’t know what is.

Smelling coffee creamer is kind of life taking a huge, tasty stretch the moment you wake up, or wearing your favorite pair of jeans, or doing cartwheels. It’s just an inherently wonderful thing, at least if you ask me. (I know cartwheels aren’t for everyone.) I love inherently wonderful things.

Long runs, freshly painted nails, a brand new book, a really old book, yellow leaves, hugs from friends, honest conversations, pasta, Christmas music, presents, laughter, a new pen, baby feet.

Golden hour, stupid YouTube videos, soft blankets, picture books, straightened hair, conversations around the dinner table, dancing, more dancing, playing the piano, campfires, board games with family.

These are my simple joys. Some of them. And today, I celebrate them.

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