….was this morning.
It’s the last thing I do with KS before I start my day.
When she works at the office, I drive her in to work, and just before she gets out of the van, we exchange a little kiss.
Some days, it’s the best thing that happens all day, until I crawl into bed at the end of the day.
It’s the first kiss of the day, but it is also every kiss we have ever exchanged, from the true first one, to the one on our wedding day, to the one this morning, to the hoped for one tomorrow.
It’s a promise, and a thank you, and a reminder of just how precious and fleeting the time we have is.
It is new and wonderful each time.
It is familiar and comfortable each time.
I can’t wait for the next first kiss with her.