Unconditional Loving

I don't normally go plastering my mug all over the place, but I simply had to share this moment in time from this past Sunday. It may be my favorite picture of all time. So there, now we're "out."

She'll be 11 months old tomorrow. To say that my cup runneth over, well, that's an understatement. To put into words how exponentially my love for this little girl grows each day, well, that's impossible. If someone had ever told me that I could love someone so completely and unconditionally, with every fiber of my being, I wouldn't have believed them. Now, I know it's true.

(And if someone had told me I could love someone so unconditionally who had a booger sticking out of her nose, I'd have poo-poohed them. But now I know that loving her means loving her boogers too--witness the little bat sticking out of her left cave.)

There simply aren't enough words. I .am. blessed.