Music fills the room: Mumford & Sons doing a rather poignant cover of The Boxer that makes me want to cry and dance and sing “lai la lai” all at the same time.
I lie on my belly on the floor beside the still pyjama-clad Madeleine, kicking my sock-feet in the air like I’m ten again. I’m reading blogs. Madeleine’s hand as she reaches out to explore the side of my face smells like the spring air in heaven.
So I roll over and kiss her and we take a series of selfies, as girls do.