I looked up at the sky this morning. I drive out just as the sun comes up, lighting up the buttery bottoms of clouds. I was awed. Awe is such a rare feeling, one that should be held onto and treasured. Awe and wonder shed years off the soul, my youthful sparkling eyes look up to the sky, breathless. When I saw you for the first time, you didn’t smile. I could only be disappointed. I was in awe as I got to see you lift your lips and laugh for the first time. My awe and wonder as it shed years off of your soul, our youthful sparkling eyes look at each other, even to our last elderly breath.