[Ash]: 102.Contests.Drabbles.July 2008

It’s in the morning sunlight, with her hair covering her face, her sweet breath breathing on me, that I know that I am happy. It’s when I hear the little feet running down the hallway to wake us up; I know that I am happy. It’s the cries of ‘dad’ and ‘mom’ with the fragrance of baby shampoo and her favorite stuffed animal. It’s as she crawls into be with us to be kiss and hugged and then off to play princess. It’s her voice on the morning after and her touch on my face. This is when I’m happy.