I love this boy. I love that he waits semi-patiently while I snap photo after photo of him. He is my taste tester for new dishes – my pillow when I’m sleepy – my gentlemanly escort home every night.
Even more than the things he does for me, I love the person he has influenced me to be. Every day I am shown love, every day I give love. He draws me out of my funks, when I curse myself & tear myself down – he reminds me that there is more than this one moment of struggle, but a lifetime of adventure, of security, of unconditional love. The endless possibilities of the future provide a calm in today’s storm. Plus, he makes me smile. To the point of causing my jaw pain. Which sounds terrible, but it’s the best thing in the world.