we watched man on fire all together camped out, with esmé playing more furiously when scenes turned too red for her liking.
it's one of my favorite movies. when the girlies ask me why, i tell them that it's love. in its most basic, beautiful form, it's love.
would i kill for you? die for you? trade my life to save yours? yes to all. in a half-heartbeat.
before mémé fell asleep, she told me she thinks she can feel herself growing up, listing all the things she knows now. how to make friends anywhere, how to read a few words that she couldn't read before, how to make art that makes her dad's eyes water, how to change the kitchen garbage bag, and the meaning of love.
what's the meaning of love? i asked her.
when you cross the bridge for someone, even when there's something awful waiting for you.
yes. that's a start.
here and here.