Dear Tiny 9-month Old Dude:

Thank you for seeing me as the kindred spirit I was, because we were both sitting on the airport floor by the windows today. If you hadn’t crawled over to me, I probably would have crawled over to you. You took and shook my hand just like a wee politician and our shared giggles at absolutely nothing were the big shining bright spot in an otherwise very tough day. Bless you, and I hope you have a beautiful life.

#yearoflove