I slithered into bed benext to him, stomach down, chapter book in hand, ready to read fast. After a few pages he put his palm on my shoulder and gave a quick rub, leaned in to kiss my shoulder. I kept reading, slowing the words and savoring the closeness. Most nights I feel rather depleted, very tired and totally touched out, but tonight I became completely aware of the fact that I may never be this loved. Endurance is an invisible enterprise, motherhood a rather thankless charge. Save for, this evening, a small hand on my shoulder that felt a lot like acupressure for my soul.
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4.07.2014
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I slithered into bed benext to him, stomach down, chapter book in hand, ready to read fast. After a few pages he put his palm on my shoulder and gave a quick rub, leaned in to kiss my shoulder. I kept reading, slowing the words and savoring the closeness. Most nights I feel rather depleted, very tired and totally touched out, but tonight I became completely aware of the fact that I may never be this loved. Endurance is an invisible enterprise, motherhood a rather thankless charge. Save for, this evening, a small hand on my shoulder that felt a lot like acupressure for my soul.
Love this.
ReplyDeletePrecious times together!
ReplyDeleteMore of what love looks like at your house.... soak it up!
ReplyDeleteI may never be this loved...love that.
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