Saturday, April 01, 2006
I sat staring at a photo of Ben tonight, and I realized that it is completely impossible for me to consider him objectively. I know what his head smells like when it sweats. I know how many creases he has in his chubby big toes. I know the birthmark on his butt, that one crooked tooth, that rash he gets on his cheek when he's fighting off asthma. I know what his skin feels like even when he's in the other room. When I look at a photograph of him, all of his features melt together with everything I know about him. I fall in love.