Schuetti's path

"Words are,in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic" -Albus Dumbledore
But pictures of all kind come quite close too, so let them cooperate and collide. Quite spontaneously.

A day of sunbeams through my window when I woke up, raindrops on my skin with a warm breeze and a glass of bubbly to celebrate the best of them all; my mother. I love you. I love how you don’t care that you’re probably the only mother in this town who has a OnePiece. I love how how you still look so young and happy, how much joy you feel. I love the way you get excited and tell stories about your childhood, when you remember things you hadn’t thought about for many years. I love you for always being there for me, that I can cuddle up right next to you even though I’m supposed to be grown-up and secure. I love how you notice small wishes we mention and try to make them come true. I love you for so many reasons and I know that even though I will move out this fall to go study abroad, I can always call you, you’ll never leave me all alone. And that’s the greatest gift of all.