I cannot bear to see you toddling around for very long before I must scoop you up in my arms and hug and kiss you. I can only last a few minutes without breathing in the white gold of your smooth, fine hair. You smell like sweet bread, fresh from the oven, warm and wonderful.
I am holding on as tightly as I can to these days. You are a gift that I am always opening- a present I marvel over every single day. If ever you aren’t sure of this world, if ever you feel lost and uncertain, you can know this: I have cherished every moment of your life, and I always will.