19 January 2012
Steam fogging windows that speak of warmth within
The gentle laughter that sparks love
The touch transforming spark to flame
Eyes whispering "I know you" without a word
Prayers that praise, protect
connecting us to Him Who created one from two
The keeping of promises
The slogging through when light seems yet far off
In all that is contained in not only keeping a house
but a home
not only "making a living"
but the building of a life.
Did I ever once imagine I could hold this kind of joy?
Jamming with Bonnie to the tune of joy
Emily and others loved in their imperfection