Normally I pop in on Saturday morning to share some encouraging words and babble about what I did on my weekend walk or bicycle trip. Last night I took a walk with someone special. No, it wasn’t my wife. Although I have to admit we have an emotional relationship and in all honesty, I love this woman very much. I loved her the moment I met her and our relationship and bond has only grown stronger with time.

We walked hand in hand and shared a moment where we saw a spectacular full moon/sky scape. It was that moment she chose to kiss my cheek and tell me she wants to find a way to do this with me more often.

Then she said, “Daddy, I know you walk for your heart, but I think it helps my heart. I don’t mean to make me stronger. I mean – makes my heart happy. I want to walk with you more.” I told her I’ll talk to mom about staying up after bedtime every now and then to walk with me.

She skipped off ahead of me, so I don’t think she heard me tell her how much she helps my heart. “I don’t mean to make me stronger. I mean – makes my heart happy.”