The other day, my son and I went outside for a walk—what I thought would be a quick stroll to stretch our legs. But to him, it was an adventure. A mission. A treasure hunt.
He stopped at every tree, every leaf, every crack in the pavement. For a full hour, he picked up leaf after leaf, turning them over in his hands, inspecting their veins, their colors, and their edges with reverence. Each one deserved to be seen. Each one was unique. He made sure of it.