I can hear them from where I lay, bantering back and forth and their voices make me smile... make me want to begin the day. She offers to make him breakfast, he puts a slice of bread in her bento box and laughs about how he has made her lunch. Hot cup of coffee in hand, I resist turning on the TV and the world so I can hear more of their world... I am quiet, but for a good morning... and the magazine in my lap is just a front.
I am totally lost in them.
The living moment is everything. -D.H. Lawrence
linking up with dayle today...