Today I was supposed to get a move on packing my things... to ya know, well, move.
Things fell through with those plans, and tomorrow I shall tackle that tedious chore.
After waking & raising the windows, the breeze flowing inside was that of when I was younger
and we'd help my mom clean the house (every Sunday , in fact).
J and I began deep cleaning every square inch of his room...AND closet.
(you do NOT wanna know what all was piled high in there! haha)
This is the result of more than a few hours of cleaning my boys simple but very sentimental room.
(and yes, it's still a "mans man" kind of room at the same time ha!)
Through out the day, it became very very clear to me.
Each day I learn so much more about this man I love.
He is honestly the most genuine and humble being I have ever encountered.
Carefully placed around his room are photographs of the people he holds dear to his heart.
Family , friends, us.
It's always the photos of his mother that touch me deeply...
Having lost his mother at a very young age, I see her shine through his eyes and that smile, especially whenever he speaks of her.
He helps keep me from breaking down, making me a stronger person.
Her name is Maria.
This is one of my favorite photos:
( and the only one he has of him when he was younger).
Although, I only know her through memories, I thank Maria every single day for giving birth to such a beautiful human being; filling his heart with so much love for others.
As well as for me.
:)
Today was a wonderful day indeed.
<3.