Luca's kisses are as aggressive as they are sweet. And I find it hard to tell him not to pull me so tight and so close, because the truth is, I love it. I love it more than anything. When we are laughing so hard and he yanks me in and kisses me "like a doggie!" and takes my face with both hands and smushes me until I want cry, but instead we laugh because it's love. It's so much love. How could this much love exist and I never knew until he came along? Where was my heart all that time? In hiding? Just preparing?
And now, in these moments, as we play for days together, just us, I realize why my life has felt so wonderful lately: I've let go of everything in the past. My heart has let go. My mind is free. I truly live for today. Not tomorrow. TODAY.
And I have to thank my mom for teaching me just how to keep going. How to love life. Again.
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