Breathe me in.

It’s a carnal thing. The most basic, animal instinct within. When I walk by, he breathes me in. 

He knows, that as I grow, we get closer to being able to know, our own flesh and blood. The creation of life, inside his wife. He’s our protector, our strength, would go to any length. 

When I catch his eyes, as I pass him by, I notice a grin. I know now, he’s breathing me in.

Life for me began on a military base in upstate New York.  I bounced around like army brats do, eventually landing in Exeter, PA.  Facing those harsh east coast winters year after year was my drive to get someplace warm...Los Angeles sounded nice at the time, so that's what I worked for.