Perhaps the purest expression of love is bearing witness to the mundane. Letting someone share space and time with you while you go about your business and they theirs, takes a special level of affection and trust.
These two are no different. While I cook or play or work or sleep, they nap – on the water filter or the coffee table or on my lap or under the duvet wrapped around my arm. We share so few breathes together in this life. Few things mean more than this.



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