There is always more to be said. More to be written. But I can’t capture the glow of his eyes. The joy of his sweet noises. The patience that seems to flow around the wind. There is nothing better. There is nothing better. There is nothing better. It really has been the best 11 days of my entire life. Nothing else compares. Life is joy. Love is real. Love is real. Love is all that matters. Love is the only thing that matters. Everything else will follow from that point. Exhaustion, peace, bliss…everything will follow from love. Love is all you need.
There are no words beautiful enough.