There is a little nook full of toys for the girls. Inspirational quotes hang on doorways...written on index cards. Postcards from exotic destinations decorate the bathroom walls.
Quiet conversations happening at each table. Actual face to face dialogue...because this place doesn't have wi-fi.
I settle in with my egg croissant and latte...and take in my surroundings. The velvet couch. The green plants. Giggling girls and a slamming screen door.
And I realize that I love my life.