Is hard to write about things that presently give you joy. Sad that people live in the past rather then the now. I lay next to the exception. She has a style of Ruby, and shines where the smallest and brightest light can’t. Before my life was a half wing of prayer and uncertainty. It’s now full flight. Acoustic brilliance of smile and laughter. We have build a life of us. A monument to the smile and dedication our family has for each other. Center of the chaos. Her. I wouldn’t have it any other way.