m e l i s s i m a.

My Thanks.»

Thanksgiving: my second favorite holiday after Christmas. For me, it’s the opening to the Holiday Season… A time to slow down from the demands of our busy schedules, to be reminded of our innumerable blessings, including the privilege we share, of living in The United States. It’s a day we dedicate to being surrounded by the people we love, because it’s family that matters most. It’s the one day a year, it’s acceptable to fill our bellies with more food than we healthily have room for. It’s the one morning a year I spend glued to the television, watching the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade, with the eyes and heart of a child. And it’s a day to be reminded of the many who are less fortunate, and, much too often, forgotten. ~ This year, my heart is absolutely overflowing with gratitude and joy… perhaps more than ever. What I’m thankful for, I’m blessed to say, isn’t different from last year, or the year before that… My list just got a little longer ♥ I’m thankful for my mother, who makes me feel as though she’s holding my hand and giving me direction, no matter how lost and far away from home I may be; a mom who harbors my secrets without judgement, and simply loves me, no matter the circumstance. I’m thankful for a most wonderful father, who spends months away from home each year (and never complains), to provide a wonderful life for his family; a father whose humor, friendship, honesty and love, I’ve been blessed to grow up with, as a daughter. I’m thankful for my brother, Joseph, who has taught me more as my younger brother, than I probably have, as his older sister… a brother who lets me share in his growing up, and whom I’m lucky to feel closer to, with each passing year. I’m thankful for my sister, Sara, whose infectious smile and gentle personality constantly reminds me, that it’s important to laugh, and to love all. I’m thankful for my baby brother, Brandon, who ties us all together, and reminds us to keep exploring and learning, just like him, no matter how old we may get. I’m thankful for my relatives, near and far, who’ve colored my childhood memories so brightly. And for the friends I’ve met all over the world, who became my family, when mine was far… thank you. But this year, I’m also grateful for the boyfriend who walked into my life, when I least expected him to—A man who loves me (and makes sure I know it), who completely brightens my world, who makes me laugh, and who encourages me to grow when I’m ready to give up. (Love you!) And while the list could go on, I’d like to end by saying that I’m thankful for his family too, for bringing double the love and fun into my life. ♥ Crank up the Christmas music, guys! Eat, drink, be merry, and be safe. And a very Happy Thanksgiving to all, from Italy!

Coffee.»

I wish I had someone to make coffee for in the morning. 

Now, I already know what you’re thinking; this is another double-meaning manifesto about Love. But allow me to clarify right here, right now, and before you read any further… that it isn’t. 

The fact that I wish I had someone to make coffee for in the morning, has no fancied meaning. If I wanted to have dessert with someone, and wake up to spoil them with breakfast, I would’ve said so. I would have generously avoided the hurdles of poetic interpretation and imaginative frustration that would’ve resided within you, the reader.. And I certainly would’ve spared myself, my cover.

No.

What I wish I had, is someone to make coffee for in the morning. Someone to prepare a mug for; to shower with two spoonfuls of sugar, to let the medicine of their Mondays go down… every day of the week.

I’ve never been a religious drinker, myself. But lately, coffee has become the Maury of my mornings. It’s become an art form… a delicious dose of warmth that livens my otherwise frigid body, as it emerges from the coldness of night. Coffee smells like the perfect winter morning; like the breath I’d smell from my mother’s lips, as she’d snuggle little girl me against her chest, whispering those three little words…

Coffee greets me good morning. If I could, I’d prepare you a cup & let it speak… Of course… hoping it’d wish you the same at your sunrise.

-m e l i s s i m a

TwentyForSeven.»

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Rajiv Dhall: Vocals and Guitar
Matt Pastor: Bass and Vocals
Blake Hayes: Guitar
Tony Bastianelli: Synth and Programming
Corey DeLuca: Drums

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