It’s this ray of sunshine’s birthday today.
My first thought when I met Leah about four years ago was, “oh boy I’m in trouble.” My second thought was, “oh boy, I’m in biiiiiiiiig trouble.” Jump to a few months later and I’m on way to an ill-fated Tinder date when I see Leah running down Monument Avenue in Richmond and I think, “Hey I just shouldn’t do this and I should go tell Leah how I feel.” I didn’t do that, but I hear it’s the thought that counts. If you had told me then that on October 31st, 2017 I was going to wake up next to the goofiest, most brilliant, talented, beautiful lil lady in all the land and be the first to wish her a happy birthday I’d say, “hey man you should probably go see a doctor.” But that’s where we are, everyday is a dreamland with Leah. Her presence is a present, etc. This morning we celebrated with coffee, breakfast tacos, a walk to the park, and sitting on a bench looking at dogs run around said park. “This is where I belong,” Leah said only referring to the part about the dogs. Love ya lil bug, happy birthday.
Everything is making me think about The Last Jedi. Rocks? The Last Jedi. Is The Rock in The Last Jedi?