Sunday, November 25, 2007

The Sounds of Love


It's the first sound I hear. You reach over for your glasses and they make the slightest clinking sound on the latest book you're reading.

Your gentle kiss makes a soft and precious sound on my cheek.

As your feet touch the floor, the bed creaks ever so slightly as it relinquishes its duty of providing you those last few minutes of precious rest.

I hear the soft swishing of your workout pants as you make your way out of our room and quietly, gently close the door.

The pitter patter of four little feet running down the hallway are followed by your soft voice.

"Shhhhh - let's whisper. Momma is sleeping."

The pantry door closing. The ding of cereal hitting two tiny bowls. The refrigerator door releasing its suction and the plastic milk jug sliding from the shelf. My ears detect the inflection in your muffled words as you make an ordinary morning routine special for them.

I hear their laughter.

I hear yours.

The dishwasher door opening. The top rack sliding out. The glasses clinking as you place each one in the cabinet. The familiar ding of silverware stacking on top of one another in the drawer. The water begins pouring out of the faucet, as you lovingly tackle last night's dirty dishes.

My unfinished work.

Breakfast time is over. Our home soon resonates with excited little footsteps making their way to the playroom. As you close the door behind you, the squeals of laughter gradually dampen and I can no longer hear them. But, I know they will continue.

After all, Daddy is there.

As I begin to drift back off to sleep, having never opened my eyes, I replay each of these sounds.

They are the sounds of love.

Your love for me.

Each one of them communicates more love to my heart than ten dozen roses or diamonds or the most expensive chocolates ever could. It takes my breath away that you make this sacrifice for me everyday that you are home.

As I lay in our room - sleeping - I feel loved.

Truly, truly loved.

By you.

"Dear children, let’s not merely say that we love each other; let us show the truth by our actions." 1 John 3:18


  1. gotta love when the hubbies give us the gift of rest! Glorious!

  2. What a great post - you are so right. Showing love by action is the best!

  3. Awwww - what a sweet post...but better than diamonds, really?

    ;-) just teasing!

    Your future daughter in laws will be so blessed!

  4. very sweet. sleep is one of my love languages too!

  5. Oh Sarah! This was just so sweet. Warm fuzzies all over. What a sweet, sweet love y'all have. Not everyone is so lucky, but Thank God, you are so blessed. (((HUGS to both of y'all)))

  6. Beautiful post. So glad you were able to get some extra sleep!

  7. Oh Sarah! What a beautiful heartfelt post. I think you should print that out, and frame it for your bedroom as a gift to your precious husband!

  8. That was very poetic and beautiful. It makes me think I should slow down and really relish the sounds I hear. Thank you.

  9. what a beautiful post. not just what you said, but how you worded it. it was like i was there, too. i could imagine all those wonderful sounds.

    "love is not felt unless it is shown."

  10. How beautiful. I know exactly how you feel.

  11. What a beautiful post.
    Neat tribute to your husband. Sounds like you have a wonderful helpful husband like I do.
    I do love my husband dearly too. He's a great help to me when he can.

  12. What a beautiful post. I heard those same sounds of love this past week when my Hubs was home.

  13. Awww, Sar! All those things are so sweet...since mornings are not my thing, I'm gonna try and think good thoughts like that; might make a.m.'s better :)

  14. Beautiful depiction of your husband's love for you. It made me happy. Have a great week, Short Stop. connie fromTexas

  15. What a beautiful post. I love it when my husband lets me sleep in too----more than roses, diamonds and chocolates.

  16. Just saw your comment at Renee's. I am on Facebook too----but I don't know your real name to find you. You can type in my name and find me if you want! :)

  17. This is so well-written! I agree with the idea to print this and keep it for the Hubs. He's a good man!

  18. What a sweet post for your husband. He sounds so much like mine...aren't we just so blessed! Glad you had a fun time on your trip...nothing like home though, huh!

  19. Okay, Sarah -- seriously. That is SWEET. Sounds like a keeper!! Love this post.

  20. Stop the tears now! BEAUTIFUL! Thanks for allowing us to read your deepest thoughts toward a wonderful (and blessed) man!

    I couldn't help but think of days gone by...Dave was a daddy just like that.

    We are both so blessed!