The First Hello

I'm sorry Rem. This is the only video I recorded to you while I still had my voice. I tried a couple other times but I cried too much to get a message out. Then time just slipped away on me. At least we have this, so that you know what Dada's word salad was like. And before you go thinking I'm a dummy for doing this just once, try recording a video to your future child. It's hard!

I focused on nature for a reason. It's where I found the best things in life before meeting you.

You are my dawn and my dusk. You are rays of light woven through trees in the morning. You are my joy when a trout nibbles, you are my sadness when it gets away. When everything is placid, you are maple seeds twirling down onto a sun-warmed blanket. And because you are mine, if you go looking in nooks and around corners with your senses open until you find something that makes you pause... you will find me. Listen for me in the trickle of a creek, feel me when a cloud uncovers the sun, and notice me when the silence of a trail commands you to stop and smell the air.