The house is empty.
The man left for work, the child for school. The frigid February sun filters in through the slatted blinds. The air is cold, quiet.
Upstairs, she sits on the bed. Golden curtains hang, still closed against the night. Sheets and blankets tangled from a restless sleep, a lone sock lies on the floor. Her eyes flutter shut.
Leaning back she hears the old pillow sigh and the bedsprings creak. The house is still, so still. The baby monitor hums, transmitting only the emptiness of the nursery.
Laundry awaits and the dishwasher beckons. Sticky floors whisper her name. The vacuum cleaner stands expectantly in the hallway. Wrinkling her nose, she catches the scent of sheets in need of changing.
But the silence, it lulls her. Slowly, slowly, she pulls off her clothes and reaches for the blanket. Turning her face to the thin warmth of winter sunshine, she rests, all alone.
She dreams in green and gold.
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Ah, that sounds like heaven….
Mmmm. Sounds like my morning. And it is heaven….
Mmmm. A nap sounds great right now.
I’d like to crawl into my bed right about now . . .
yeah for your well deserved stillness!
What I wouldn’t give for a moment of stillness.
You’re such a great writer.
How much do I have to pay for some of that?
Embrace the stillness. It won’t always be there, but the laundry, the dishwasher, the dirty floors will be. They can wait. A peaceful house should be appreciated and sunk into.
oh this gave me chills
I dream in periwinkle blue, the most majestic of all the 64 colors.
I almost fell asleep while reading your blog – delicious.
How long before you miss the din, though?
Gorgeous! Makes me want to lay down and take a nap in the sunlight…only I just got up and the suns not up yet!
This is so nice:) Makes me want to snuggle with the kids today at naptime:)
You paint pictures, lady!
Those moments are so rare. Beautiful description.
Tomorrow when my kids are squealing at the tops of their lungs, I will picture this and smile. Maybe for a moment it will still me. Thank you.
Good for you! Those moments are precious and they’ll be even rarer once the new baby is here. Enjoy them.