Pure Joy

You know, baby… I know life doesn't always make it easy, but… gosh.

When you're excited about something — when you let that joy flow out of you?

It's just so pure. So unfiltered. God, you glow so brightly…

Whatever it is — planning a concert, or, heck, spinning into the empty space in front of us at a show when the people ahead slipped out early — it fills me with joy. With warmth. With light.

And so, baby… here's what I want, more than anything I can imagine:

I want to give you the space where you feel safe enough, comfortable enough, to let that joy out as often as you want. I want to lift you up. I want to fill your days with reasons for you to shine.

But more than that. I want to be there for those in-between moments, too. When life is heavy. When it's hard for you to find the light. I'll hold you tight until you're ready to let that radiance loose on the world again.

Oh, babe. I love you. So much. You haven't got a clue.

Yours.