Lovely

There are so very, very many things that I love about you. So many parts of you that grab at my heart, that intrigue me, that drive me to just want to be near you forever…

And every time I've ever seen a new part of you, a new-to-me corner of your personality, getting closer and closer to the core of who you are… so very slowly at first, gradually over the years… until one or both of us stomped on that gas pedal a couple years ago… (though, gosh… pretty sure we could press it a bit harder…).

I've only ever fallen more deeply in love with you. All of it, all of you. So easy for me to love. As if I was meant to.

But one of the earliest ones, one of the first parts of you I fell in love with… I hope it's not weird to say, but one of the first parts of you that I fell in love with was the mother.

How you so clearly adore your kids. Dote on them. How they so clearly trust and rely on you.

I'm jealous that you still get to put them to bed. I hung on to that for as long as mine would let me… I don't know what your rituals look like, but for us it was reading… and the last book I ever got to read to my youngest was something in the Percy Jackson series. It took forever to get through those, and my voice would be raw every night by the time we got to a good stopping point — usually much later than he really should have gone to sleep. But I miss it. And I love that you've managed to hang on to whatever you do for longer. I love that about you, but I also love that for you.

I suppose it was a photo you posted last night that has this on my mind. You make such a lovely mother, you truly do. And I just absolutely adore that about you.

I hope you have a lovely day, you beautiful, amazing person, you. I love you.

Lovingly yours,
♒️