I think it's good. (It's something I can get my head around)

My sister already summarized the events of this weekend more eloquently than I could hope.

It is difficult to imagine loving any kids more than I love my cousins' children.

Weekends like this make me wish I could freeze time and still the sun in the blue glow of yesterday afternoon: Logan's wide eyes filled with innocent wonder, Kade's perfect smile and ethereal giggle, Taylor's excited energy and intense intelligence.

I feel as if my heart has both shattered into fragments, and mended in places I didn't know were still torn.

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

e e cummings