On children being with grandparents:
Being alone with Joe reminds me of how I do feel underneath all of the worldly crust that cakes itself all over our lives.
Under the worry and concern and drive and spin is that amazing gravitational pull that moves me quickly from wherever I am to his side.
I would curl up inside the corner of his grin if I could.
Last night we did not go out or do anything fabulous.
We played an intense game of Scrabble and watched a tear jerker of a movie (The Bucket List) and through everything I couldn't believe that there was no little child pulling my attention away from this beautiful man.
"Moi, je veux te dire que je ne te quitterai jamais. Et puis, si tu es triste, je pourrais toujours te donner un peu d'alcool pour te rechauffer le couer. xo"
artwork from the divine hidenseek
6 comments:
I pray I will know love like this again one day.
Beautiful.
Beautiful post.
Great artwork too.
This makes me want to go hug my husband. I better do it.
the perfect arrangement of the perfect amount of words to describe this perfectly rare but absolutely perfect evening.
scrabble and a heart-tugging movie sound like the perfect evening to me!
Aaaaw. ... Man, I need a date with my husband. Who's up for some babysitting trade?
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