Young woman with dark hair, dress and pearls lying down in old car


I’m grateful for the sun on my skin, sand between my toes. Lazy rainy days. Soreness after a workout. Innocent views of a child. Girls’ nights out. Dirty talk. Giggling for no reason. Anticipation of a first kiss. Seeing beauty in myself through someone else’s eyes. Being one of the boys. A father who made sure I could take care of myself in any situation. Being independent. Yoga. Random movie quote banter. Early breakfast on a calm lake. Glass of wine after a hard day. Good friends a call away. Having a big family. Lipgloss. Flipflops. Pair of jeans that make me feel sexy. Music. Dancing. No matter how old I get, nothing is better than a hug from my mom.

– Kara, athletic therapist, outgoing tell-it-like-it-is kind of gal, fashion and Mopar enthusiast