When I awoke Hunter this morning, he snuggled into me. He's getting so big, becoming so sure of himself and his place in the word.

So I held him in my arms, breathing him in, cherishing his soft, trusting warmth, knowing that, years from now, when he towers over me and he is a teenager, then a man, one day a father to his own children, alongside all the memories of his evolving beauty, this Hunter who lies against me now will always live in my heart.