My little dog, Sandy comes running and jumping up on me. As I rub his head and speak to him, I look over to see the kids both amusing themselves playing a board game. My husband appears from the kitchen with a hot plate of food and a drink.
After pleasantries are exchanged, I look to my recliner chair and fall into it.
As I recline back and begin enjoying my food I look around the room ... at the children ... my dog ... my better-half ... my home ... my life ... and I feel warm and wonderful.
That night I stayed there all that evening. We all did. It's usually so hectic here but not tonight. Tonight was different. We all knew that, although we did not speak of it. It was one of those rare occasions in a family’s busy life where we could just enjoy spending time together.
Looking through the window 1 sensed the coldness and darkness of night only a window pane away. Then, I glanced back inside. I could feel and sense the warmth, the glow, and the intimacy ... but most of all ... the love.
Paula Hines
If I could reclaim the thunder from the hills
And instill it in my voice
Eradicate the worldly ills,
Would be primal choice
A mortal I be, the power the difference in me,
Pass it on,
With each new dawn
Resounding, multiplying, simplicity,
To give the blessing, to endure eternally.
“I love you!”
Jack Compton