Little sweetheart, on our last day we began the drive back to Cork City. Along the way, we found a country fair going on.
There were farmers and locals and kids running around. A hundred tractors all lined up in display. A dog race going on, with an announcer detailing the results over a PA. Games and food and sweets and just the whole countryside there come to a stop for the afternoon, the air full of festivity.
I came right up to you, in this moment, as I often would when you had that enormous black sunhat on. Usually I'd duck up under its brim to give you a kiss. But this time I just took this treasured picture of your sweet, beautiful, shining face.
God, how I love you! Forever, my gorgeous girl. Forever.
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