Thoughts Before Midnight

Where was I before Sophia? In a daze.

Where am I now? Still in a daze, but in a good way.

What do I think of now? How to make the world a better, safer place for her. How she's growing, changing so fast. Too fast.

What I am thankful for: that she is the anchor that yanks me back from my otherwise sometimes turbulent and dark thoughts; my rainbow in a gray, colourless sky; the present that forces the past away; a part of me that is, for now, all good.

She is the eye of my storm.