“If you were all alone in the universe with no one to talk to, no one with which to share the beauty of the stars, to laugh with, to touch, what would be your purpose in life? It is other life, it is love, which gives your life meaning. This is harmony. We must discover the joy of each other, the joy of challenge, the joy of growth.”
— Mitsugi Saotome
i remember when our babygirl was teeny, i acquired this idiotic notion that parents' beds were just for parents. no kiddos allowed. thankfully she didn't listen. when charlie was growing in my tummy and space was at a premium with pillows holding up my achyness and daddy squeezed over in one corner of the parental bed, we'd wake up in the mornings with Miss Two starfished between us and both of us would give the hairy eyeball to each other and and have no idea how she climbed in there.
last night, in the middle of the night, i awoke to a flash of lightning immediately followed by the loudest thunder i've evah heard. there were electrics RIGHT ON TOP OF OUR HOUSE!!! followed by an immediate pitter patter of sixteen year old feet racing into our bedroom and bundling into bed. hello, starfish.