Most days, I often wonder how I got to be so lucky.
That I get to be by your side as you experience and savor life.
That I get to walk with you, hold hands with you, break bread with you, snuggle and cuddle and read a million stories and breathe in your scent as your eyelids flicker softly to a good night’s rest.
That I get to watch your face light up when something turns you on.
That I get to be the first one you come running to when something hurts you and scares you. (Even when that something is me sometimes.)
That I get to hear the many times you connect the beautiful, the brilliant and the broken dots that make up this thing we call Life.
That I get to hold you as much as you let me.
But best of all….
That I get to see you.
Really see you.
In the big exciting moments.
And in the everyday.
Most especially in the everyday.
Because it’s when I forget sometimes…
how I got to be so lucky.