Enzo’s Love

“I’m so, so sorry,” my little one says and my heart twangs. “It’s okay sweetie.” He’s a meek little kitten. “Can I hug you Daddy?” he says and sits up on my hubby’s stomach. “I love you Daddy.” Moments like these are white marsh mellows caught aflame, so tender and powerfully moving. Hard to imagine the teenage years might be hug shunning ones. I hope he always gives me secret hugs and kisses and says “I love you,” spontaneously.

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