what is love:

love is the memory of the baby fish being seen for the first time with Rachael. it's remembering her face as she stared into the water. how happy it made her. i remember being more excited for her than for the baby fish. don't get me wrong i think the baby fish rocked but,

picturing her face as she watched them swim for the first time makes me smile.

as well as hearing the joy in her voice when she speaks of them.

thank god for baby fish.

i hope they all survive the winter.