to my husband
June 22, 2015 § 2 Comments
It’s a funny thing, the interruption of silence. I can’t remember the last time we didn’t intrude upon one another’s day with a quick message, silly picture, or distracted phone call. We began our courtship on paper and over the phone, filling the miles of uncertainty between us with conscious effort. But here, in the unanticipated place of waiting, I feel unfamiliar with the quiet between us.
Our days overlap with care for our children and home; never far from the same place we tend to assume the other’s company. Today I am savoring the sweetness of the details left unknown, anticipating the occasion of unraveling our days apart with stories unspoiled by images sent casually between conveniences.
Just for a moment, I am happy for the inconvenience of broken technology that affords us the richness of waiting for hello.
scribblechic 
Glad to hear about married couples with relationships still growing.
Sounds as you all are offering evidence to the old adage: “Absence makes the heart grow fonder.”
Growing is such an important insight and I love the wisdom in your reference.