Pause.

Our flights are booked, we've sold our bed. There's only one direction that we are moving in and that is forward.

There is so much that I am looking forward to about moving back to Melbourne. Good hairdressers for one. Oh, and my family and friends of course.

But looking forward is dangerous as it steals the "right now" from under your nose. And my right now is so amazing. So often, I am overwhelmed by love pulsing through my veins and I wish I could hit the pause button and feel that way always, appreciating the moment so fully, forever.

Little Cwtch wakes up in my arms and reaches out to my face. Her perfect eyelids blink in the predawn light. Pause