We went to church tonight and loaded the vans. We'll leave tomorrow at 8, arriving for a covered-dish supper at a church along the way. Babygirl came along, ostensibly to help, but mostly because she knows she'll miss me - and I her.
I love her for so many, many reasons. Her sweetness, her clumsiness, her generosity and her courage. I love her uncomplaining tolerance of the intolerable. I love her smile, her brown eyes, her gentle hands. I love her unfailing loyalty, her hugs, and her laughter.
But what I love the most is how much she loves me. How much she gives of herself to whomever she loves.
I'm going to miss her.