First, why is it that you never see the true beauty and wonder around you until you are leaving it? I'm going to miss so many people here and that is what I've been thinking about the most but then tonight as I was driving home from a shoot I realized that I'm going to miss so much more as I watched the sunset over the snowcapped mountains and the full moon rise above them. So pretty.
And second, for your reading pleasure, a conversation with Cole.
Cole: ( Patting my face) "Mommy!"
Cole: "You are as soft as a...a...a purple cat"
Cole: (wanders away)
Me: ( smiling for the rest of the afternoon)
I'm not exactly sure what it means to be as soft as a purple cat but I'm pretty sure it's a good thing if it lives in Cole's imagination.