There is humor and then there is a light hearted happiness, more like a sense of relief, relaxing your eyes, replenishing your soul and registering that moment in the book of unforgettable memories, creating a desire to revisit it time and again, simultaneously cheering you up for having lived that moment but longing to live it again. It matters not, if all the people stamped into that scene are around you right now, but the essence of that moment, the ether that accompanied it is irreproducible. Attachment to the event location is transitory, stressing the fact that the location wanted you to enjoy the moment then, but will not make any attempt to rewind to that point again.
Why this? why now? Returning home - I heard the chatterbox in her elements explaining the wondrous day spent at home, clockwork redefined, all excitement gears synched up with shaft of an ever peaceful world.
And no I don’t understand her gibberish baby talk.
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Nicely articulated feelings of a reflective parent...
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