Sunday, July 20, 2014
Lala is 8 years old, Luca, 4...however they're about the same size. Luca still went bananas when he measured her though, screaming "Lala! You're!! Humungous!! The biggest ever!!"
The sweetness. I hope they're friends for life, speaking Spanish, laughing at life, cuddling when the day is done.
Nothing quite as powerful as hearing your feet hit the pavement, heart racing, fish jumping, birds swooping while watching the sky paint extreme beauty step by step.
The pain of going uphill, sweat pouring down, it's all made easier by this color explosion.
Life, even when it's hard, it's good.
Saturday, July 19, 2014
Yesterday, as I drove him to camp in the country, I saw that same sleepy eyed, fascinated boy, bigger, wiser, more excited about life than ever before. His passion, although weakened by summer exhaustion, so energizing for me.
These days just get better and better. The fortune and gratitude I feel is beyond comprehension.
Luca, my lovely, thank you from deep within my being. You're pure light.