She gifts me

There is nothing more beautiful than a gift from my girl. It doesn't matter what it is.....where she got it......or whether I would have picked it for myself. If it's from her....it means the world to me. Everything she gives me is a piece of her, and I feel so blessed. So very very very blessed.

Sunday was a "take it easy" sort of day. I didn't have a ton of energy, but my girl convinced me to get outside with her. She rode her 4-wheeler, and I walked...snapped photos, and smiled a lot. I mean A LOT. Sugar kept bringing me flowers, and I kept lookin' at her like she held the moon.

Life is good.