Joy

A moment of joy. I was on holidays in Western Australia and enjoying the moon rise at a National Park. I was just about to meet M the fisherman, Marin's Daddy. This was the beginning. I look at that girl in the photo and I think, she looks so carefree and happy. She wasn't really, but she sure looks that way. If only she knew. If only she knew what her future held. If I could go back and tell her what the next six months entails, would I? Would I take the opportunity to avoid the heartache?

I will experience moments of joy again, and they will be more joyful than this one. More so because I will be sharing them with my daughter. Every single one. And that makes the pain just bearable right now.