when he's here....
Friday, Jul. 04, 2003
it doesn't matter if we're speaking, , but it matters so very much that he's just here. When he smiles, I am complete. When he reaches for my hand hundreds of times all day long, I am beyond happy. When he tells me what he thinks and how he feels about things I wonder about, without my asking, I am content again just knowing he's smart, he's articulate, he's happy and he's still my little boy, no matter what.
