The haphazard way the blades of grass lean in your backyard. The perfect plop of fluffy white cloud floating through the sky. The lazy way the dog's tongue flirts with the gravity beneath. The pattern in which little hearts blossom and grow and reach and expand. The gesture of mini hands wildly pushing back rebellious hair. The instant pull of her soul to yours when she spins into you in bed at night. The uplifting nature of the simple combination of a ladybug, a redhead in a purple dress, and messy pigtail braids. Her hilarious thrown together sentences. (That bird said, "What the dude?! You look like a tomato.") The freedom that comes with being on the cusp of turning 30. When she falls asleep with tiny princess dresses under her chin, unicorn pajamas and a silver bow in her hair. Your fingertips tracing hearts onto the sky blue back of the man who loves you to the ends of the earth, and then some. The transcending nature of live music and how it has the ability to take you someplace else, where everything makes perfect sense and every ounce and inch of you is bursting with bravery and fierceness. Mouth wide open laughter against the greenest backdrop (because, by golly, the grass is greener where you water it.)
What is shocking you with beauty right now?