I love how my nephew blows kisses. He holds his hand to his mouth, and gets ready to blow the kiss. He holds his hand there, and lets it build. And then, when he's ready, he lets go. He throws that kiss to you, full of baby exuberance, with a big loud "BAH!"
It's a beautiful moment. A precious thing to receive such a kiss. I wish that I could love like that. Hold nothing back, but let it build, full of assurance that my love will be gratefully received. To love in such abundance that "mwa" is not enough. That every bit of love is sent out not just with a 'mwa' but with a great big "BAH!"
So, dearest, BAH!!
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