How do you describe the perfect little family that gains a new member? More perfect??
A brand new life is created and born into his new world, into a loving family, into the place he was always meant to be. And it is as if he had always been there. As if there was never a time when he did not exist there. Because he always did. Because love is like that. It is not finite, it is inexhaustible. There is always more, no matter how much you have already given. And when we love someone they become part of us, and that part has always been there. Even before we existed.