My greatest pleasure in the last week was snuggling on my baby girl’s bed for five minutes tonight and listening to her sing at bedtime. Nothing else even came close.
“Are you happy?” I asked.
“Do you feel safe?”
“You know mommy and daddy love you so much.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too, daddy.”
The only thing I want out of life is for her is to always be able to answer these questions positively. I could die and burn forever in hell and be full of joy knowing that she feels happy, safe, and loved.