Life is about the kind of laughter where tears come out. It’s about loving hard and spending the long days that turn into short years with the people who make your heart leap. I want you to always have the little things that you love about your sweet life within reach. I want you to be able to see his dimples, or the way he wraps you up when you’ve had a long day. I want him to be able to see the way you crack up (or roll your eyes) when he makes dad jokes or the way you smile at him when he kisses you and squeezes you.
In the rush of our lives, these little moments that happen in such small, simple ways, seem to somehow turn into the most valuable parts of who we are and what we care about. In the end, photographs and memories are all we have to keep moments and people close long after they are gone.