The other night, I checked on Aulia' before I went to bed, just like I always do. I took a snuggly sleeping girl to the potty, and gave her a good night kiss and fixed her covers. And as always, I whispered in her ear how much I love her, how amazing she is, and how lucky I am to have her.
I always hope that my loving words will make it into her subconscious or her dreams or something. I don't know. But that night, by the time I made it back into my bed, I was literally in tears (and I may or may not be in tears again as I write this). At that moment, I was so overwhelmed with the love I have for a special people in my life.
I cried to the hub, marveling about how happy I am because of her. How much I love and cherish our family. How awesome our daughter is. How did we get so lucky to call her ours?
What a good feeling.