Sweetness

This photograph of Max hangs in the Water Works exhibit at the Portland Children's Museum. Most days, I walk by it, and it just makes me smile, thinking about the wild almost 10 year old thing he's grown in to.

Last night we went for a long night walk. Just Stella, Max and me. Max talked to me about things like the power of the sun and superstitions. He wondered aloud about why it gets so cold in Alaska and what antidotes might cure the curse cast by a black cat having crossed his path. He told me about how much he loved to see the stars in the sky. I mostly listened. And he held my hand the whole way home.