So much is unclear…
…and yet, there’s beauty amongst it all.
The slow route...
Eventually, even Mother Nature will encourage us to slow down.
That’s how we left each other...
School drop off.
He held out his hand.
It was his way of asking me to rub it.
So of course I did.
Sometimes words aren’t necessary.
I love when that happens.
After, we made this frame in all of its blurry goodness.
Then he was off to school.
That’s how we left each other.
Let the wild in...
Waking up 10...
Yesterday.
Waking up 10.
Today.
Him: ‘I don’t want my birthday to be over’
Me: ‘I’ll never stop celebrating you’.
Him smiling.
Me smiling.
Carrying that feeling.
