That’s the feeling I get when I watch her by the water.
She points out every little beautiful thing.
She jumps and isn’t afraid when the water splashes and gets her all wet.
She pauses to pick up the tiniest of shells and then asks if I’ll hold them in my pocket.
She lists off every color she sees in the sky.
She notices the little bird prints in the sand.
She holds her arms wide open to the waves and the wind like she wants to give them a hug.
She tells me how pretty the clouds look.
She runs and runs and runs.
She stands still and just takes it all in.
She watches patiently as the sun slowly makes its way under the horizon.
She stays until the light is gone.