The girl I secretly hoped for came true in you. As soon as you arrived, you were my absolute. All my lucid dreaming translated into something delicately fleeting. I know you are going to do life by yourself one day, but today you are just 22 months and still near me.
This growing up, bit by bit - I watch it and mark each milestone in my memory bank. That night you said “love you” for the first time from your crib. That day you insisted on walking down the stairs by yourself, holding the railing while I held my breath.
Sometimes when I’m with you, I flash forward into the future and try to imagine what you’ll be like. What our relationship will feel like. I wonder if being Scorpios will bring us closer and give us unique insight into each other’s hearts. I wonder what the universe has in store for you, what your path will be. But then I remember the future will take care of itself. And so I just hold you close, savouring the smell of your hair, marvelling at the words and phrases spilling out of your mouth. Thanking every higher power for the chance to love you.