Love is back scratches after a long day
Love is my head on her shoulder, her arms wrapped around me, talking while the sun tries to break through the curtains
Love is her daughters arms around me as we look at dresses and her telling me any dress I pick will look amazing on me (she sure does take after her mama)
Love is her coming home with my favorite candy when I've had a hard day
Love is her being silly and dancing around to make me laugh
Love is her on-hands 'appreciation' of my beauty
Love is our ten-hour roundtrip to NJ every month just so I can spend time with her
