beautifully happy

Mya is a light in the darkness. She is resilient and beautifully happy and ignorant. Alex takes joy in her and I take joy in her. She is delightful, really.

Mya distracts both of us from our pain, from our confusion, our uncertainty. She demands our attention with her girlishness and simplicity. She warms our hearts when she giggles and breaks our hearts when she wails over silly things. She is Alex’s connection to the past—which was taken from him without warning. She is the only consistency in his life. And in mine.