Wouldn’t it be great if every thing I wrote spelled love
I am tired the baby kept me up last night. He has a couple of molars coming in. I danced for hours with my daughter tonight and the father daughter dance. She is growing up so fast. I was happy she still wants to play at the playground. I am not looking forward to when she is going to dances with boys yet life keeps moving forward. In the end the kids will grow up. Friends will move on. People will pass away. The love I get from those relationships will always be with me. I will keep drawing hearts each night to remind my self that love is the most important thing.