4
Sep

Isn't that the way that love's supposed to be?

There is something so intimate about knowing someone you love.
A deep knowing, really understanding, and an unmistakable dance.
There is something so knowing about love.

I know by how you are breathing if you've had a good or bad day.
I know by a look what your reaction will be.
I know how you take your coffee, what makes you snore, and how you like to sleep.

I know how you like to arrive somewhere early.
I know why you have that scar on your head.
I know how much you love the taste of beer.

I know there is excitement and pride in planning trips.
I know you have to leave the house often, and you cannot hang out all day.
I know how much you love to take care of the yard and lawn.
I know you could spend all summer out there.
I know that you adore a free t-shirt and hate how I fold your laundry.
I know you despise it when I wear your socks.

I know how you don't want Pearl to sleep in our room, but are happy to find her napping with me.
I know how much you hate to work out and what a big deal it is that you found something that works.
I know how much you've had to drink by how talkative you get.
I know how much you love a project, but also need breaks.

I know how much you loved my dad, truly respected the man.
I know how sad you were when he left us.
I know that Sundays mean football in the fall - I know how excited you get by it.
I know how much you love your teams.

I know that there are things you count on me for, and I know you know I do the same.
I know there is a spot on your chest that always smells like soap.
I know you will always play with the kids.
I know you don't love a board game but you put up with it for me.
I know you don't love my traditions, but you allow them to be a priority in our house.
I know how important family is to you.
I know how traditional you are and I now know how much comfort that brings me.

I know some of your favorite meals.
I know how much you love my mom's cooking.
I know how much you love your back being scratched at night.
I know how much you love your babies.
I know how much you love our life.

There is something so intimate about knowing someone you love.
A deep knowing, really understanding, and an unmistakable dance.
There is something so knowing about love.

4
Sep

Five Minute Friday - Root

Every Friday we unite for five minutes. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second-thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on root.

Go.

There is something I have worked on giving you, and that's roots.
Roots in this home, roots in our family dance, roots in how we flow through this life.
Roots to come back to, roots to feel safe in, roots that feel like us.
Roots that provide comfort, roots that provide care, roots that provide ease.
Roots that you know deeply, roots that you recognize, roots that feel right to us.

I fully realize that one day, you need to plant yourself somewhere else.
I know you need to go and be.
But I will be right here when you need to feel reminded of how simple it can be to just come home.
I will water your dried and tired roots, because you water mine now.
I will feed you and give you the air you need to breathe again because you fill my lungs full.

I never realized until I met you how important this life full of flowers would be to me.
I never realized how much I needed this traditional life and how full I would be from it.
I never realized how mothering you needed to be a part of my story and part of my purpose.
I never realized how much I needed to be rooted in our home, our family, our love and grace.

I love you my littles, I will protect your roots until you are ready to take care of your own wonderful pot of soil.

Stop.

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