She actually sleeps. It is rare. She simply has too much to see, too much to do, too much to explore. She is a constant bundle of energy, pausing to eat for brief moments, sleep? No time for this, she has reinvented the word curious. So when she does sleep, I find myself watching her. Thankful that she has given me a bit of time to recover, and recharge. I love how she sleeps as she approaches life, completely and totally in the moment. I love the sense of calm that surrounds her. I find myself wondering what she is dreaming that puts that smile on her face. I realize that my life is more complete, more fun, just simply more amazing having her in my world. When I am pulled in far too many directions and tested in far too many ways I try to remember how she looks when she sleeps.
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