Lyla and Grady
You didn’t choose New Hampshire but it looks good with your souls.
You didn’t choose each other but your connection glows from your hearts.
You love each other fiercely, freely, annoyingly, and with every bit of your personalities.
You love each other is soft and rough.
Wild and crazy. Gentle and calm.
I grabbed you both tonight, threw these clothes on and we ran out into the yard in the perfect evening light.
Sometimes I cannot believe that you are ours. And that this property is ours.
And this New England, quiet road, simple life we hoped for is the one we are giving to you.
I hope one day you cherish it as I am learning to cherish it now.
-Mom
Lyla Lou. Grady Boy.
You’re my little star sleepers
Close your little eyes. Go to sleep.
Lyla Lou. Grady Boy.
May the lord be your keeper.
Lyla Lou. Grady Boy.
I love you.