Friday, February 5, 2010

sounds like home...

every morning, after getting md, we come downstairs and sit in our chair so i can feed him. we usually always have the tv on in the background. it's turned low so we can chat with each other, but it's always on.

this morning, i didn't turn the tv on. md ate and then i made breakfast for myself and michael, who is working from home this morning. i ate at the table and then started a load of laundry. a little while later, md and i were playing on the living room floor. surrounded by the quiet, with only the sound of the washing machine, i was suddenly home. in my childhood home on swan road.

it was so comforting, i let out a sigh and thought that if my mom felt anything like i felt at that moment, she must have been one very happy lady.

2 comments:

Sarah P. Henry said...

love these kind of posts! and these kind of memories that hit you out of the blue.

marme said...

oh how i sometimes long for those moments on swan road.

good times...

feels like home to me...