We hang out at least one afternoon a week and I wouldn’t trade it for the world. After losing my nephew (her big brother) to SIDS, I am hyper-aware of the preciousness of the time we have together. And, while there is so much I look forward to doing with her in the future, I have learned that the important thing really is the present. That “now-ness” has absolutely spilled over into the rest of my life, too. I am reminded of Gibran:

The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.