A good night's sleep and waking up fully rested an hour before the kids.
My library, which I know belongs to everyone in our county but that I still think of as only mine.
True-blue friends, the kind who never judge, who swear and let me swear, who make me and my children wonderful things by hand and love, who I can call at a moment's notice and who ask for help from me too.
Sunny fall days that start out right above freezing but warm up by afternoon.
The people of Ireland for creating and selling Barry's black tea.