Blessed.

"Where are you going?" she asked. 

"Home, silly goose, where else?" I replied. 

"No, when the new nanny comes, where are you going?"

My heart melted at the touch of sadness in her innocent curiosity.

"Not far, sweet girl. Not far at all."

Tomorrow is my last official day as a nanny. 

Unsuspectingly, my heart's beat is slowing and the love

is swelling as the end is in sight. 

Their little, snotty, high pitched, silly, stubborn, trusting, cute, snuggling

presence has blessed me more than I ever thought possible. 

This song seems so fitting in the moment.