Quiet

(photo by April)

I love quiet.

Don't get me wrong, I really enjoy crazy hustle bustle as well.

Growing up as the eldest of a rather loud dramatic group of siblings,

I am often most comfortable in the craze.

But I love the quiet still moments.

Like now,

Husband is asleep and I should really wake him up soon

because he has a final paper to finish,

but the quiet is so deliciously lovely I'd hate to break it

by waking him and the grump sure to follow (;

I should acknowledge this specific kind of quiet I so deeply enjoy.

When Husband is NOT here it is an uncomfortable sometimes scary kind of quiet

of being alone,

that I most certainly do not enjoy.

But the quiet when he is here,

the quiet metered by his napping breaths,

is one of the things I love best.

I am not one of those girls who lay and watch their husband sleep,

rather I like to get up and make a cup of coffee as quietly as I can so as not to wake him,

then open my curtains to reveal the morning light,

then I sit and simply enjoy the unfolding of the morning.

I know I will not always have the luxury of these moments 

so I try to stretch them and enjoy them as much as I can now.

I love my life 

  and Husband (:

xoxo,

lyss