I have been craving adventure lately,
feeling really restless.
I blame it on the nostalgia that always seems to accompany
the subtle changes from summer to autumn.
And then, this week, our little boy turned 4.
On his birthday morning, sitting on our bed holding a new box of lego,
he looked around at us {his father, mother and sister},
and said with the hugest grin -
'I am so happy.'
And, of course, my heart melted.
It made me realise, that this is what happiness is.
All that is right here in front of me.
It's not in the adventures, it's in the people I am lucky enough to love.
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