Nat

This is my Nat.
She makes my heart happy.
When she smiles it’s impossible not to smile with her because her happiness is so strong and undiluted. It’s contagious.
I love to watch her discover life and the sheer joy with which she embraces it. There is no fear or inhibition or apprehension.
A pinecone is a treasure. Watching your feet when you walk is fun. Climbing up and down the steps, walking backwards, and pushing lightweight furniture around the house is entertaining. And she has such zeal for everything she does!
She woke up crying in the night tonight. I wrapped her up in blanky and sat in the rocking chair with her snuggled against my chest, little arms and legs all curled in like a frog. Her hair was soft against my cheek and smelled like shampoo. We rocked for twenty minutes, her fast asleep and me feeling too content just holding her, listening to her breathe, to get up. Eventually I put her back to bed and snuck away.
I don’t think I fully knew what true love was until I had my Natalie.