It feels like winter
It feels like winter, and it delights my soul.
I picked up Sayler from daycare, her exuberant mood making the grey skies joyfully appreciated.
"I am happy", she said, smiling wide.
With a smile to match I asked, "why are you happy?"
"Because I love you..." She followed.
Confident. Certain. Without pause.
She loves me. Of that I am sure. And I couldn't remember if I had ever been told just as such "I am happy because I love you". I don't think I could ever forget the moment.
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