This One Moment
April 25, 2008
I thought it only fitting to counter the Marvin Gaye post with one that shows the other side of “us”. The side where we don’t want to do bodily harm to each other in the middle of the night.
I am here. He is here. Soft breathing…I hear him slipping into dreams. His breath moves in and out, cradling my back. His arms engulf me.
Peace begins it’s decent upon me. A sigh of relief fills in the holes I have been digging today.
Blinking back the tears of relief, fighting off the sleep, I wait impatiently for my rest to come.
Just hours ago, we were two people, busy and distracted, moving hurriedly in and out of each other’s worlds.
Just moments ago, we were thinking our own thoughts, speaking our own minds, designing our tomorrow.
But then it comes, this one moment!
This one last moment of each day when we fall into each other, weary and wounded- yet all the world becomes a blur.
When nothing else seems to matter as much as the quiet breathing that falls into a nameless rhythm, as we drift off together- - to a place of healing, until the sun breaks again.
This moment is mine. This moment is his. If it did not exist, we would not exist as we do!
Tags: quiet moments, sleep, together
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at 1:01 pm
Beautiful.. Love it..
at 2:08 pm
I can never let Mike read this because all he would say is “See, everyone else spoons.” Actually he would say, “You used to like it” because that is what he says to everything I say no to.
What is funny is that I do actually enjoy this one moment. It happens in our bed as well, but then my 40 year old hormones kick in and his snoring starts, and well, that one moment is over.
That’s what we bought a california king!
at 4:47 pm
oh my. that is more beautiful and perfect than my words could have ever been! I love it. I love when I read something that I feel like I can touch. that was incredibly beautiful. i think it’s time for your book!