Their home was full of soft tones and textures. Of oatmeal, beige and olive greens. Candles lit in every room and soft music playing in the background.
The love within their walls was felt.
The hospitality a natural outflowing of who they were.
And it was there, the expectation of what was to come came alive.
Hope and desire and dreams.
Their little boy soon in their arms.
So inside warm walls and surrounded by devotion and love and promise…they waited for the beautiful yet to come.