It’s that smile you get when you see them excited over something small. It’s doing the dishes because they made dinner. It’s listening to them vent or letting them cry on your shoulder after a hard day at work. It’s taking out the trash when it’s raining outside. It’s reassuring them that they are beautiful on days they pick themselves apart. It’s listening to their favorite music, even if you hate it, because it makes them smile. It’s that first kiss after an argument that you worked through. It’s remembering little things, like how much sauce they like on their spaghetti. It’s knowing about the scar on their knee from when they learned to ride a bike. It’s showing them off because in your mind, you are the luckiest one in the room. It’s holding their hand in public. It’s grabbing their favorite candy because you thought of them at the grocery store. It’s having a great day and wishing they were standing next to you. It’s the good moments and the bad.
this last trip to see Bee, I noticed how completely calming it is to sit on the ground and put my head in her lap while she works on something or browses the net. She pets my hair in a way that puts me at such ease and I feel so small and loved. The whole world quiets down and I just feel adored
I can only hope she feels the same way when I hold her close