Our Angel, Kaitlin Harris

The day I heard the news of Kaitlin, it turned my world upside down.  My children’s schoolmate had taken her own life.  I was in shock.  How could this be?  I didn’t understand.  I was so saddened, not only for Robin, Kaitlin’s mother, but for my own children and their schoolmates.  Not even a moment of silence on the school intercom for sweet Kaitlin.  She was so loved. 

Not an ounce of counseling for the students…it was if it never happened.  My own children had fallen into a deep depression andhad so much animosity towards the faculty.  The stigma that comes with suicide is so wrong.  Then, to make matters even more heartbreaking there was a string of suicides after…What could I do, Praying to my maker, I asked How can we make a difference?  What can I do?  How can we make children understand that there will never ever be another ever like them in the universe.

Hence the poem that comes on each ILovemeknot card…A single star in the universe is what you are…celebrate your oneness, shine before others, and be your own best friend!  And now what?  A piece of Jewelry called an ILovemeknot, which will help fund suicide awareness and prevention?  But I didn’t know how to make jewelry…Only a vision…I prayed and ask my maker to guide my hands, and while I’m no expert, my hands were guided and each piece, no matter how simple, individually made with love.  I brought the idea to Robin and she fell to her knees.  She thought that Kaitlin was forgotten.  And that is how Ilovemeknots and the Kaitlin Harris Foundation came to light in hope to bring hope to others.

Meet Robin Harris.

Sitting in that small room the hospital the doctors enter. Their eyes say it before their words – “We’re so sorry, there’s nothing else we can do.” Suddenly everything in life stops, she’s gone. The daughter we raised, loved, protected, nurtured and encouraged is gone. You just never think it can happen to you, to your sweet family.

On March 25, 2004 our beloved Kaitlin took her life. She was the middle child of five. Our Kaitlin was a delight and so easy to be around. Her kindness never showed the pain inside her mind. She made everyone she met feel like they were someone very special. She had a way of bringing light to all she met, so why suicide? Kaitlin was being treated for depression, yet despite all efforts it wasn’t enough for her that tragic day. As a mother, father and family – one word describes how we were effected – shattered. A million tiny fragments. The loss of child is by far the most painful loss. All the guilt, shame and anger at God for allowing this to happen. So many questions and so few answers.

Our journey lead us to try and understand the illness of depression in teens. We became advocates for our fragile teens. I started being asked to speak to teachers, schools and groups and share Kaitlin’s story,  while offering resources for students, parents and caregivers. We wanted to bring awareness and offer hope. With the generous offerings of I Love Me Knots, The Kaitlin Harris Foundation was started.

For many years we went to the public and shared hope, help and healing through resources such as our grief support group for teens of suicide loss. Statistics show that this group of teens is at a high risk of suicide themselves. We offered equine therapy, as Kaitlin’s biggest passion was riding horses. Our hearts wanted to reach out to the suffering young people and give them the tools they needed to ask for help. Often our young people carry their pain in silence and then turn to unhealthy coping techniques.

Suicide touches every family. That smart, active teen could be carrying the burden of hopelessness without being noticed. Everyone says ‘She had everything. Beauty, friends, talent and a loving family.’ But she had a mental illness that clouded all of that. It’s so important that we don’t overlook these kids. Subtle changes in behavior could be signs of a brewing depression. Question your kids, stay close to them, get professional help and always offer hope for tomorrow.

As a family, Kaitlin’s siblings (three sisters and a brother) have grieved deeply and seen their own share of PTSD, anxiety and depression. Without a doubt their world has changed. Their family has been changed. I call it the empty chair. No family event goes without being aware that Kaitlin isn’t with us. We’ve taken it upon ourselves to always include Kaitlin, remembering those moments with her and sharing our thoughts on how she lived, not how she died.

Her siblings proudly share their loved for Kaitlin. The death of Kaitlin has made them more compassionate towards others, even in their careers, generous to help those in distress and enjoy the small things in life that are often overlooked. They acutely are aware that the small moments in life matter. They hurt/grieve, as many siblings do, in their own private way, often  unnoticed or disregarded. Their journey has changed dramatically. I never forget that their grief is enormous, different than that of a parents, but in ways that change them forever. They are my heroes. They have had their challenges but they never give up. They honor their lost sister in all they do.

When something is shattered it is often time consuming to put back together, but it can be put back together with patience, persistence and purpose. The broken will have flaws, even blemishes, but with strong glue that broken piece comes back together. We as a family, have been broken. However, with love and purpose we show and share our scars to share the message of hope, help and healing. Lend a helping hand and an ear for listening, lend your time and your love to someone today. If you are hurting reach out to a family member, a friend, a teacher, your pastor or call 1800-273-8255 at The National Suicide Prevention Hotline.

As a family, our faith is how we find hope in knowing we will see our angel Kaitlin in heaven. So it’s not goodbye, it’s see you later, sweet girl.

Robin – you and your family are so incredibly strong and bring hope and light to so many others. We love you all and Kaitlin so much, we can’t thank you enough for sharing with us all <3 <3 <3

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You are KNOT alone :) Raela Marie Villanueva

Raela Marie Villanueva – her beautiful soul and positive energy are so contagious and her story of survival is incredibly inspiring. Raela is a dear friend of ours and we are honored to share her story with you all!

Again – we asked Raela how she has been effected by suicide and/or mental illness, what has helped her cope and what she would like to tell other individuals currently battling something similar. Here is Raela’s story.

My younger brother Jr. took his own life in 1997 at the age of 22. I was 24 years old and my whole world got turned upside down. I had just graduated college while he was still in school. It was a difficult tragedy for any of us to accept. I felt I had to do something about it, not let him be remembered for how he died but how he lived. So we started the DREAM Athletic Scholarship for Catholic High School because he was an all-around athlete. DREAM is an acronym for Dare to Reach Every Achievable Moment.

I also had a dream about him the year he died, he came to me to say goodbye. I wrote a poem called The Dream which got turned into a song 12 years later after meeting a musician named Glenn Burnett at an open mic night. We got into a studio and recorded two songs and The DREAM Project Compilation CD was released in 2011 with original songs donated by different artists. Each volume benefits a different mental health organization because there are so many and when it comes to saving lives, there is no competition. I’m currently working on a 3rd volume to be released by year’s end.

The first time our family dealt with mental health was when my mom had her first mental break from her Bipolar 1 disorder in the 80’s when I was 12 years old. I was told she was “sick” and that I had to become mom when she got sent away to a state hospital for five months. We never talked about it and I resented her for being sent away and leaving me with my dad, four brothers and grandmother who didn’t speak English.

I finally understood the disorder more when I took Psychology courses in College. She had a few setbacks, but was able to maintain her mental wellness after he died, I’m not quite sure how. But then my father, her husband of almost 50 years, passed away three years ago. Due to a change in her meds, she’s had two more manic episodes the past two years. I’ve also been labeled as Bipolar 2 and have had my share of meltdowns as I like to call them.

We’ve been balancing our bipolar together and I’m grateful that we are both doing well under the care of physicians and naturopaths, nutrition and exercise. I have another brother who deals with depression and drug addiction. Since my dad’s passing, it has brought us to talk about it more openly the past few years.

What has helped me? I felt like I needed to do something right away, so I became an activist as there were barely any resources for survivors. I started going to therapy and got on medications and have been on and off of them ever since. My way of dealing was to pour all my energy into helping others and getting the resources out there. I helped start what is now Active Minds on UWF campus, I continue with the DREAM Project CD as my passion project, I participate in local and national walks and fundraisers, and host events during awareness month.

Eventually all the energy I was expending caused me to have my first meltdown in 2004. You can’t take care of others until you take care of yourself. I’ve learned this lesson over and over through the years but my recent set back early this year has forced me to slow down and take care of myself. A lot of emotional healing from PTSD needed to take place and now I feel guided by the universe to continue on the path of awareness by sharing our family’s story and bring healing through music, art and awareness. In addition, I have utilized several in-person and online support groups along with therapy, meds, and especially having a strong support network. I’ve utilized services from Lakeview Center, with different therapists and most recently found healing through EMDR Therapy with Ashley Pennewill, A Clean Mind Counseling. All the PTSD from several traumatic events in my life was released, making room for my light to really flow through.

As a survivor, I would tell others that everyone heals in their own time, in their own way, but you will go through the five stages of grief. The anger stage was a difficult one for me, I couldn’t be angry at him for leaving, he was in so much pain. But a lot of anger came out during my first meltdown in the hospital. Find support and check in – do what works for you – there are no rules when it comes to grieving this type of grief. The most important thing is to find forgiveness if you can, knowing our loved ones were in so much pain and they didn’t know how to reach out for help. Know that you are not alone, there are resources available in-person and online including the 800-273-TALK National Suicide Prevention Lifeline, Crisis Text Line, American Foundation for Suicide Prevention community and national walks, and organizations like Active Minds, Inc., TWLOHA (To Write Love on Her Arms), and more to get involved with or support.

Keep up with Raela on her Instagram accounts @dreamprojectcd  and
@raela.marie <3 <3 We love you Raela – never stop inspiring us! Use codeword RAELA for $5 off all pieces this week!!

DREAM Project CD


The Dream

I had a dream of you the other night,
And in that dream everything was alright.
I dreamt that you were alive and well,
Was this dream really real?  I just couldn’t tell.
We hugged and laughed and we talked for awhile,
I saw your face and your beautiful smile.
We were together just like before,
It it’s a dream and it’s real, I want to dream more.
Please don’t go yet, I have so much to say,
I want you to know before you go on your way,
Even though it’s a dream, it’s so real to me,
Your beauty is all that I can see.
Your energy feels so pure and strong,
I feel as if I don’t belong.
You radiate your light so true,
As the dream ends, I grab onto you.
I don’t want to wake for the end is near,
Your voice is all that I can hear.
I wake from my slumber, the dream is gone,
I rise to meet the early dawn.
Dedicated to Leopoldo M. Villanueva, “Jr.”

08/07/74 – 03/30/97

By Raela Marie Villanueva, big sister

Patricia D. Wheeler

In honor of suicide prevention month, I Love Me Knot is sharing the story of survivors. Each week we will feature an individual that we consider a warrior who has armed themselves with various tools to battle depression and we hope their story can help others fighting the same battle.

Meet Patricia Wheeler. Patricia currently resides in Pensacola, Florida and attends the University of West Florida.  She is majoring in Exceptional Student Education and Applied Behavior Analysis.  Her future goals include becoming a behavior analyst and psychologist to work with children and adults with mental illness.


We asked Patricia how she has been effected by suicide and/or mental illness, what has helped her cope and what she would like to tell other individuals currently battling something similar. Here is what she had to say.

Mental illness has run in my family for generations but I did not know what it really was until I got older and starting experiencing hypomanic and depressive episodes myself. I was diagnosed with Bipolar 2 disorder in 2017 along with an anxiety disorder. I had been struggling off and on with an eating disorder and started attending therapy for all 3 disorders. I currently am stable but there was a time where I had extreme highs and lows that would effect my daily life. It put a strain on my academics, work and relationships with others. With therapy, support and medication my depressive and hypomanic episodes are not as extreme or as often.

Therapy, medication, exercise and opening up about my mental state has really helped me. When I owned my disorders, learned about them and stopped feeling ashamed, I was able to reach out for help and get better. I also have been writing for years and found that writing about what I was experiencing through poetry not only was healing for me but others who shared the same experiences as me.


As a survivor of suicide, I would just want to tell other people who have lost someone that no one who dies by suicide is trying to hurt others. Families should never blame themselves and there are not always “signs”. I think a lot of families have guilt and they shouldn’t because they can’t control another person’s actions. Learning and advocating about suicide prevention can be healing for families. They should know they are not alone and many people have shared similar experiences.

Patricia writes poems and proses about mental illness, childhood trauma, relationships and finding herself as a young woman during the 21st century.  She plans to publish a book of poetry with the theme centered around empathy in the next few years. Due to being diagnosed with anxiety, bipolar 2 and an eating disorder, she has stated, “There is not enough empathy regarding mental illness and I have chosen to advocate for all who suffer due to the stigma surrounding it.  I hope to educate people more on it since as a society we believe this shouldn’t be discussed, when it absolutely should be.  We all should have more empathy.”


Check out Patricia’s Instagram page @empathypoetry and her website empathypoetry.com to read more of her poems and her story. Patricia, we love you and are so lucky to have you as our friend! <3 <3 <3

This month, I Love Me Knot will be donating 20% of proceeds to Active Minds at UWF. Use code word PATRICIA five dollars off all our pieces this week!




Stream of consciousness

I am strong
I will conquer my fears
I am disciplined
I will take action
I have faith because my Maker gave me these words
The sun is shining on me
I turn my head towards the light

I close my eyes and let the rays warm my soul
I am thankful for all good things.

Stay Warm n Fuzzy this Holiday Season :)

I love the holiday season so much, but I have felt the stresses as well. From family feuds, to tight pockets to feeling like I had no one to share the holiday with. I know not all of these will work for everyone, but here are a few things that have helped me in the past! <3

  1. Be nice – you’ll be surprised how a smile at someone or how dropping a cheerful hello and 1$ to the Salvation Army bucket will make you feel.
  2. Exercise! – Get those endorphins up. Even if you go for a walk and listen to your favorite song on repeat 😉
  3. Get those zzzzzzz’s – Chamomile tea with some lemon and honey for me, yum.
  4. Forget perfection! From wanting to get the perfect gift to wanting the perfect tree to wanting the gift wrapping to be perfect. You’re doing a great job, perfection is overrated.
  5. Say no – Don’t beat yourself up for missing a Christmas party or holiday sale. You need time for the ZZzzZ’s and exercise we talked about 🙂 TAKE A BREATHER.
  6. Remember what really matters. You made it through another year! You paid your bills this month! You have enough money for a Starbucks today! You have a family who loves you! You have a friend who loves you! So much to be thankful for and proud of even if it’s as small as having food in your refrigerator.

Hope these were helpful and if you are struggling don’t be afraid to seek help! We are always here if you need help finding the right help for YOU! We are all different, it’s a beautiful thing.


Happiness & Travel 🙂

Finally getting around to writing about my Philippines trip four months later! If you don’t want to read all of this – one piece of advice to take – GO TO THE PHILIPPINES.

Lately, it seemed like every secluded beach, blue lagoon, jungle waterfall, and paradise on instagram was coming from the Philippines. Colors so gorgeous they simply could not be real. I had to see this for myself.

I was living in Sydney at the time but moving back to the U.S. in three months when my work contract ended. This was my chance to take a mini vacay and live out my jungle princess dreams in a place that can only be described as never never land. Without much thought, my return flight to Manila was booked on everyone’s favorite budget airline, Air Asia ($400 return – do you blame me?!).

A moment of panic set in after booking as I had not done any research on the Philippines. All I really knew were the sexy insty pics and bits and pieces from the news suggesting the Philippines as a ‘high-risk’ travel destination. It was February at the time and my trip was booked for April, so I had a few months to do my research and that’s what I did. Travel blogs, travel books and the well traveled were all further inspected and interviewed over the next few months.

My trip was booked. I would fly Sydney to Manila to Cebu City on my first day. I would stay the night in Cebu City for a night and head down South to Boljoon bright and early the next morning where I would explore for several days. From there I would head back to Cebu City and fly to El Nido where I would spend the second half of my trip.

Arriving in Manila I was a bit weary as I had not heard the best things, but I wasn’t leaving the airport, so all good. I had the best laugh when I arrived at Manila airport because there was police officer with two ‘drug dogs’. The first dog was a little tiny Chihuahua that looked like he was brought in from a back ally the day before. The second dog was a big chocolate lab that looked to be about 12 years old and was sleeping so peacefully he could have been dead. I did see him move his head and yawn when the officer tried to make him stand, so no worries he wasn’t dead, just lazy 🙂

Okay – so I am going to let the pictures do most of the talking, but here is the day by day, excluding my first day of travel 🙂


 My driver, Clint, picked me up from my hostel in Cebu City and would drive me down South to Boljoon and we would stop in Dalaguete to hike Osmeña Peak – the highest point in Cebu. We arrived in Dalaguete and it was raining and cloudy all day so the view from the top was not what it could be, but the villagers I met were wonderful and the pink rainboots made it completely worth it! And Clint was fabulous, my first friend in the Philippines 🙂



 Many would say I overbooked on this day, but I didn’t have much time and in the end it was simply the best day of my life – besides the sorest bum anyone has ever had from riding on the back of a motorbike for 10 hours. I booked my day trip through AJ’s Place, which I would definitely recommend! It is a bit pricier than others, but as a solo female traveller I had my own personal tour guide, felt extremely safe and got to do EVERYTHING I wanted to do and more <3


I wasn’t very impressed with the whale shark experience here and I would NOT recommend Oslob for this activity! It was way overcrowded with tourists and even though the whales are free to come and go whenever they want, they won’t leave because they are constantly getting fed. It didn’t really feel like I was seeing whale sharks ‘in the wild’ and something about it just didn’t feel right unfortunately. If you want to do the whale sharks in the Philippines – go to Donsol for a more authentic experience 🙂


Completely covered in fish food, I had a shower at AJ’s place, had some lunch (fed half to the cute beach pups) and then hopped on the back of the motorbike to Tumalog Falls. Wow. Not only was I lucky enough to be the only tourist here, but I had literally stepped into the Lion King Hakuna Matata scene where Simba, Timon and Puma are walking through the jungle across a log through a waterfall. Honestly, did they film here? 😉


Completely in awe from Tumalog Falls, I hopped back on my driver’s motorbike and we headed to the town of Samboan. When we arrived at the small town, there were two tiny baby goats running around and ready to be cuddled. At that point alone I was ready to move in 🙂 I was then given two tour guides that were going to take me through the 10 levels of Anguid Falls. These waterfalls have not be recognized yet as a tourist attraction in the Philippines so the tour guides do not get paid by the government. Make sure you tip your guides – and yes you will need two guides! They will ask you if you want to go all the way up to level 10 – YES DO IT. Level 10 is a natural infinity pool in the middle of the rainforest, simply stunning.


This was the place I had seen on instagram so many times so I was SO excited to go here – although, I wasn’t sure anything could top Anguid Falls. My driver dropped me off by the road at the top of a dirt road. I followed the dirt road back through the greenery and the bluest stream running alongside the path next to me. The further back in the woods I walked, the bluer the water. And then there it was – just like all the pictures I had seen, but bluer, and more tourists unfortunately. I arrived later in the day – I think the key is to arrive early to avoid all picnic goers.


The perfect ending to chasing waterfalls all day – al natural hot springs. My camera had finally died at this point so I don’t have any photos, but I must admit just being horizontal in some hot springs and not taking any photos was perfect. The springs are REALLY hot so be careful! I was in shock at how so many locals were sitting comfortably in some of the pools where I could not even manage more than my big toe.


 Completely exhausted from chasing waterfalls – today was a chill day one hundred percent dedicated to getting that tropical paradise glow. I stayed at Noordzee Hostel in Boljoon – complete with hammocks, cabanas, a bar and a swimming pool strategically placed right on the beach. The best thing about traveling alone is that you are forced to meet new people, which is exactly what I did on this day. I met some of the coolest chicks from all over the world who were just as keen to drink buckets of beer and soak up the South Cebu sun.

Upon sundown, all that could be heard was the charming voices of locals carrying the tune to Don’t Stop Believing and other overdone karaoke songs. There is a ‘bar’ next door to Noordzee where the locals have a karaoke machine, which is definielty not underappreciated. I put bar in parenthesis because it is actually a little wooden shack where they don’t serve drinks by the glass, but whiskey by the bottle and beer by the jug. The girls and I sang and drank with the locals for a few hours before wandering back next door for a semi-early night.


Travel day! Being a bit more comfortable with my surroundings, I decided to take the local bus back to Cebu City instead of hiring a private driver (so much cheaper!). The bus is quite nice with good air conditioning, but don’t expect to get a row to yourself and try and remember to bring some snacks & water– they only serve pork rinds! For the duration of the 4-hour bus ride I had two different Filipino babies on my lap (they were the cutest ever though!) and their older cousin sleeping on my shoulder.

We finally arrived at the bus station in Cebu City where I shared a cab to McDonalds and then the airport with two Aussie gents I met on the bus. Because I didn’t have the most time in the Philippines, I took Air Swift airline direct to El Nido (opposed to flying to Puerta Princesa which is a 4-6 hours van ride to El Nido). Air Swift is amazing! Cutest little plane and friendliest, most adorable staff.

Arriving in El Nido, it was love at first site! The plane landed on this little dirt landing strip. A hippie van decked out with peace signs & palm trees picked us up and drove us to a tiki hut called El Nido Airport. Local women dressed in beautiful yellow gowns greet you with a Filipino song as you approach the tiki hut and security scanner x-raying your bags is a physical person ha ha! CUTEST AIRPORT EVER!!!

A lovely Dutch girl, Michelle, and I then shared a very questionable trike ride to our hostel – Outpost Beach Hostel. Outpost is owned by several guys from California and I thoroughly enjoyed my stay here. They do a great job of getting everyone to interact. Located at the most prime place to watch a sunset, everyone is given a free shot to toast with every day at sundown.


DAYS 5 & 6

 El Nido is know for it’s island tours and this is an absolute must when you visit. There are 4 tours – A,B,C & D – creative, hey? On day 5, I did tour A&B and day 6 C&D which I booked through my hostel. If you have ever been to Phi Phi Islands in Thailand, El Nido island tours are pretty much Maya Bay & Phi Leh Lagoon on steroids, but I’ll let the pictures do the talking! The food on the boat was amazing and super fresh! They caught the fish just a few hours before and handle every part of the meal with so much love <3 <3 <3 Upon telling the cook my nickname ‘babe’ I was even surprised with a custom salad.

I honestly don’t have a favorite island tour – they were all incredibly beautiful and you simply can’t go wrong. Surely you will visit the Big Lagoon, the Small Lagoon and the Secret Beach during your tours. If possible – try andget to all these locations early to beat the crowds for that perfect insty shot. Oh yes, and don’t forget to buy a coconut with rum from the El Nido ‘7-11’. At the Big and Small lagoon there are local vendors who pull up to your boat and will sell you a fresh coconut – spiked with rum if you want 😉



 My last day in the Philippines was spent at Nacpan Beach. Some of the guys staying at my hostel were heading there as well so I hopped on the back of a scooter and thoroughly enjoyed the 45 minute ride through the beautiful landscape of the island. We passed through palm tree forests, tiny little villages with tiny little island pups and farmland where ox were hauling goods from one village to another. It was BREATHTAKING.

Nacpan Beach is everything you want in a picture perfect, post card ready wonderland. White sands, crystal clear water, coconuts for sale, fresh seafood and the cutest little local kids taking full advantage of the blissful paradise they get to call home. I spent this beach how one would spend any beach day – sunning, swimming, reading, eating and appreciating every second of beauty my senses were experiencing.


 The long journey back to Manila. My flight didn’t leave from Manila until midnight that night so ideally I would have stayed another day in El Nido, but Air Swift has one flight to Manila a day which left quite early. Knowing this, I took the cheaper route and took the 4 hour van ride to Puerta Princesa where I would fly to Manila. Nothing too exciting to share here. The van ride isn’t the most comfortable – packed full, one lane windy road and the driver’s strange taste in music. Of course I met some awesome people riding with, but the trek was nothing much to brag about!


Spending only nine days in the Philippines at first didn’t seem worth it, but it definitely was – granted the flight from Sydney was only 8 hours & $400.00

I am putting the Philippines back on my bucket list because there is so much I didn’t get to see and I HAVE to go back. If you are planning a trip, definitely do your research and make sure you register your travels with your country’s embassy. In the 9 days I was there, I received two emails from the US embassy raising caution & areas to avoid, which did give me some sort of reassurance that I was being looked after.

These are just the highlights from my trip – I know I didn’t go into much about the food, nightlife, budget etc., but if you have any specific questions, just comment below. Happy travels gypsy sisters 🙂

Writin’ for the soul

Hi beauties! As you may or may not know –  my mom and I love to write! Poetry, short stories, articles, journal entries and anything else that makes us feel good. We are so excited to share some of fun little pieces with you. You never know where some of your stories are going to end up or who they are going to impact. For example – mom wrote this poem and actually was published in Collected Whispers, a book published The International Library of Poetry. Well done momma! Have a lil read 🙂




Pay it forward

Oh my, what a week. It seems like shocking news followed by disheartening news and topped off with even more mind-boggling news. As my mom and I were driving to the post office I vented. Why is this happening? What is it all for? Can 2017 be over yet?

As we sat in the Starbucks drive-thru line, we went over everything that has happened this year. Deaths in our family, friends passing, break-ups, loved ones falling ill, shocking accidents and the list goes on and on. We then came to the annoying fact that the year is just about half-way through. Do we have 5 more months of this craziness?

As we pulled up to the window, the barista handed us our coffees and let us know that the car in front of us bought our coffees for us. In that moment, we smiled. Maybe 2017 has more in store than we thought 🙂 🙂 🙂

Moral of the story – stay positive, happy times are on the horizon <3 <3 Oh yes, and buy a stranger a coffee every now and then, you never know whose day you are going to make!

xx Elli