How in the world can someone be so wonderful?
She's lovely.
She's graceful.
She has those little reassuring touches...
God she's great...
I look over at her and I see her happy.
Laughing harder than she ever has before.
And it makes me feel like I've done good.
And I hope I did.
Because I want her to be happy.
I want to make her pain go away.
Even if it's just temporarily.
The smallest things count.
