It all started with I love you… I was coming from Denmark, my grand daughter (and of course, her parents) were coming from Houston. We met in Boston, and it took us 3 hours to sort out the rental car, customs, suitcases and other challenges of traveling.
As we passed under the tunnel, my granddaughter – Harmony- and I started playing a game:
it all started with: I love you, I love you too, I love you three…
Through the eyes of a toddler I could see the wonder, the joy of being alive, of taking every single minute, tired, sweaty, frustrated… to wonder at the magic of life.
I love you hundred.