“To the world you may be one, but to one you are the world.”
14 words that sum up how I feel. No one could possibly understand a love like this until they have created a child. I know because I was that person. I’ve loved all my life. All sorts of things and people, but nothing, absolutely nothing even comes close to the depth of this love in my heart since you slid into my life. And while I’m fairly sure most parents feel this way about their child, deep down I still feel my love for you is way greater. It’s impossible to describe. You are my world…
even when trying to poke me with the fire iron
because there’s always warmth
even when sticking your dirty feet on the table
because there’s always a smile
even when playing with your food
because there’s always peace
even when throwing handfuls of mulch at me
because there’s always fun
even when pelting me with snowballs
because there’s always an angel
even when getting sprinkles everywhere
because there’s always something delicious
You are the world to me for 854,350,291,583,682,091 reasons.
I love you too much.