while Im thinking about him...

Family is odd.
In no other situation would you find yourself surrounded by such individuals. In no other situation would anyone love you so blindly.
I have an awkward relationship with little kids. I don't understand them. Its fear really. The purity of their confidence and the lack of shame in their selfishness is fascinating. And odd. Its embarrassing really; to fear the rejection from a four year old so blatantly. I analyze them. Gawk at their beauty. Children are beauty. An ideal.
But when you're family- you're family. Garrett never asked any questions. He never acted afraid of me. He recognized me. He recognized the significance of family. The security.
He loved me.
He knew Id love him back.