When I finally pull myself from sleep's sweet embrace, my first reach is for the phone because I know he will call at 730. Every fight is gone from my mind...any imperfections laid aside...only the fact that he isn't here fills my mind. Every Tuesday, without fail, "Good morning, Baby!" is the greeting that my heart waits for...the smile my face lights to...the joy, seemingly canned and then released to wake my mind with its flow.
It's stupid. It's silly. 9 years of marriage and my heart still jumps with the ring of a phone on the one morning that he leaves before I crack my eyes. It's stupid...but I love it so.
So imagine my surprise this morning when at 720, I hear the voice of the middlest child ring out "She's at the computer, Daddy." I looked up just in time to see him enter the family room and before my mouth can form the question, he answers "Didn't have to be there till later today so I decided to stop by and see my family."
It's stupid. It's silly. 9 years of marriage and the sight of his smiling face...the warmth in his hug as I jump from my chair and into his waiting arms...the simplicity in a desire to see us instead of just hearing our morning routine. Well, it's stupid...but I love it so!
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