You are a natural-born pack leader with my father’s eyes.
Intense and independent; kind and empathetic.
Master of fear-inducing fearlessness; purveyor of infectious laughter.
You are sunlight dancing through trees.
My absolute joy.
We want soul-soaring happiness out of you this week.
Changing seasons made me think about my son and how amazing it is to watch him grow into his own little person. When he laughs, it’s hard not to be filled with soul-soaring happiness. FYI, in the picture above, he was pretending to be a vampire.
Henry’s photo by me.