Nathan has sign language class on Tuesday nights, and tonight I sent him off with a thermos full of hot soup (lemon rice) and some gluten free cornbread.
I told him we had to take a picture because since he is a writer, I won’t ever get to send him off to work with a thermos… and he is way too adorable not to just capture the moment.
He humored me and my sappy moment.
He is patient with me, especially on cold rainy nights with wet roads. He texts me when he gets there safely, and texts me when he is on his way home.
And he is kind and attentive, texting me when he has his soup, giving me the same smile I had when I took his picture with his fancy little thermos.
It’s funny how love grows, even when life is real or scary or hard or full of grief.
It’s funny how the God math works it all out to happiness.
It’s funny to realize how happy happiness really is.