She's in my lap when he pauses to hug her, gently, from behind, and even though she can’t squeeze back it makes her happy and, to him, that counts.
I watch them and, while he stands on my toes and she rests in my arms, I sense my own heart beating in three bodies at once.


Beth Ann said...

Four bodies Jenni, not just three anymore. It's an overwhelming sensation that beats adrenaline anyday.

ANewKindOfPerfect said...

There is no end to the love between siblings. My daughter smiles every time her brother walks by. It's amazing and beautiful.