S/He’s just so pretty, asleep on my lap.

I had been playing with his hair, it was late, he was tired, and we had been just sitting in the dimly lit livingroom chatting quietly. About what I can’t remember, but it was a soft conversation that turned into a comfortable silence, and then him dozing off.

I looked at him for a long time. His freckles, laugh lines, the shape of his mouth, his cute nose… how peaceful he looked. The gratefulness I feel that this remarkable human wants to spend time with me, laugh with me, touch me, kiss me and trusts me with his/her heart can bring me to my knees.

I’ve alluded to big changes coming for him/her, for us, and they are, I just need to sit down and write about it. Soon.