One of the best weeks, ever.

During my visit at the end of March,

you took me to Little Washington on that Sunday after I had arrived the day before.

This place was among the most quaint towns I had ever seen.

Sunny, scenic, calm, and the whole place felt serene.

I felt magic the entire time I was there with you.

Those early days with you felt so surreal.

Dreamy, as in pinching myself to wake up, because the feeling was so euphoric.

I remember sitting on that bench, and you took my photo.

I noticed the scenery around me.

My thoughts paused…

Oh, this is what Celamoria is. This is what if feels like.

I felt what I had been trying to describe this entire time.

Our eyes can see,

but it can be blind to what our heart can actually feel.

I felt Celamoria in its true essence that particular day…

And I have been in a state of living it on the daily ever since. ❤️

March 22-28, 2025