Mornings III When the craziness of life doesn’t call us away, I want to enjoy the simple beauty that comes from rising slowly, facing the day without plans – staying as close to you as humanly possible.
Is it possible that I’m missing you, already? The hours that passed since I last saw you, are nothing compared to the time it took to find you. When I last set my eyes on yours, I was hopeful. Now I expect to miss you always.
In the morning, when it’s quiet, there’s a flash of perfect contentment in my heart. There’s something about the morning light, shining in the kitchen window & the start of a new day – that looks a lot like home – the kind without four walls. When I turn to see you smiling, I dream of ways to keep that smile on your face, all my days. ~ Elaina M. Avalos