As I lay in the fetal position in my favorite chair, my little sweetpea Aaron made me a cup of coffee. The coffee I drink is quite a process. No ordinary coffee will do. It has to be Starbucks Verona. 2 portions of ultra thick syrupy espresso made with one cup of steamed skim milk. 2 teaspoons of sugar. I like my coffee like I like my men. Sweet and strong. Life is much too short to drink bad coffee.
What hit me today as I lay there suffering, was hearing all the little noises coming out of the kitchen. Spoons and cups clinking, espresso brewing, drawers opening and shutting. The sounds of life. The little background sounds that we all hear, but do we listen? I felt overcome with the sense of being loved as I heard Aaron in there clinking around making my coffee, knowing exactly how I like it. The look on his face as he brought it to me was priceless.
I'm loved today.
That fills my day.
Listen today for sounds of love in your house. I betcha you'll hear them.