lilac

I held this new blossom in both hands.

There are these little moments, combinations of words she makes, new person thoughts; they are magic and beautiful and I am trying to capture them and keep them forever, as much as one could.

If I can't capture them all, I can rest knowing everything she is teaching me is in my breath, my humbled eyes, these roughening hands. Oh, how she has changed how I see the this world, these relationships, the sky and grass, and the point of it all. I am in love with everything she is. This is a small love letter.

Today was good.