She had fallen asleep on my bare chest, all her muscles utterly relaxed. The intense peace emanating from her tiny body was pervading my being. The gentle gusts of air from her nose were like shallow ripples on an otherwise motionless ocean of bliss. I was allowed to experience a little piece of the heaven that had until very recently been her home. At that moment, .... continue reading 'Life is Bliss …even when the shit hits the fan'