Sharing a Moment

I’m sitting in a quiet house – the ticking of the clock on the book shelf and the hum of the furnace are my companions.

The sun is just beginning to rise, painting the sky outside my window.

The kids are still sleeping and I’ve just kissed my husband and sent him off to work.

This wasn’t always the case. For years he worked from home and our days would begin slowly – and a little later.

I am not a morning person so it was an adjustment when he first started the new job. For awhile he told me to just sleep in – he could grab some breakfast for himself.

So I did. I had his lunch packed and sitting in the fridge ready for him. He made himself breakfast and was on the road long before I was ready to start my day.

It was fine for a little while – but I gradually realized that I was missing something. It really didn’t feel right to start my day without my man.

So one morning, while he was in the shower, I got up and fixed him a nice breakfast. He looked confused at first as he walked into the well-lit kitchen and then broke into a huge smile when he saw the spread on the table!

I sat with him while he ate and he held my hand. I could see in his eyes that my small sacrifice made him feel cherished and loved.

I had discovered his love language.

It’s now become our routine. For the last 2 years I’ve had breakfast waiting when he comes down at 6:15. It might just be cereal and juice, but he doesn’t mind. Actually, he doesn’t demand or ask for anything, he just appreciates it.

We sit together for a few minutes in the quiet of the early morning and discuss the little things that couples talk about- the daily things of life.

What are your plans for the day? Can you stop and get milk on the way home? Could you mail the letter on my desk? Do you have any jobs for the boys to do?

Then I kiss him good-bye and send him off knowing that he is loved.

In an episode of The Walton’s, a young house guest comes down early in the morning and discovers John and Olivia Walton sitting at the table sharing coffee.

She describes it so well, “I knew it would be like this, the two of you sitting here together sharing a moment before you start your day.”


Yes, that’s just what we’re doing.

We’re sharing a moment, enjoying each other, reconnecting as we start our day.

We’re taking the time before the busyness of life interferes to appreciate each other.

Now that’s a moment worth sharing.

I‘ve linked this post up with Thought-Provoking Thursday at Some Girl’s Website and Wifey Wednesday at To Love honor and Vacuum.

9 thoughts on “Sharing a Moment

  1. I can SO relate to this! Nearly my story exactly!!! Although 5:00 a.m. is painful some mornings, the hour and ten minutes that Kyle and I get to spend together in the quietness and solitude of the new days is priceless. Some mornings we sip coffee together. Some mornings we visit about life. Some mornings we quietly read our Bibles side-by-side.

    Always, always though, before Kyle leaves, we share what each others day will “look like” and how we can best pray for one another.

    No amount of sleep comes close to measuring these moments with My Man! :o)

    Mendi

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  2. How fun!! How sweet!! How I really miss my husband now 🙂

    Now when I’m up with rosie in the wee morning hours I’ll think of you sitting there in your kitchen talking in hushed tones with your hubby 🙂

    ~Cinnamon

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  3. Thank you for sharing such a beautiful picture with us! I can relate a bit, because my hubby always worked from home, except for last year when he worked an outside of the home job for a few months. He had to be at work at 7, so I got up, packed his lunch, and said goodbye each morning. I could have stayed in bed, but I know it meant a lot to him for me to get up and see him each morning. 🙂

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  4. What a lovely story! Those moments are so special! Fortunately, my husband and I are both night owls. So we spend time together and talk a lot every evening before bed. The day wouldn’t seem complete without that time!

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