I love coffee in the morning – the smell, the warm mug in my hands, the taste. It starts my morning out well. I also love the smell of rain. It fills the air and reminds me of my childhood when I would play outside in the rain. I love my husband and my family. Have I told you about my grandsons? I love it when Rye and Roman see me and start yelling, “Gigi, Gigi! I missed you.” Bear hugs and kisses follow. It just melts my heart. I could go on and on.