My Hope tends to misplace some of her trinkets. Once I’ve seen where she keeps them, I try to move them back. Those jingling bits of metal belong on the hook by the door to her home, while her favored foot coverings must stay together. And the ‘mote’ she’s always searching for… to see her smile when she finds it on the edge of her chair where I placed it for her makes my chest swell with pride.
I would marry him on the spot. As a neurodivergent girly, this is so fucking helpful 😭
