Monday, June 28, 2010

Thinking, That's All: Holding my hand

Sometimes when we're driving along expressways, 70 miles per hour past billowing amber grains amid hills boasting old wooden barns, I forget that there are two little boys, pieces of him and me, peacefully slumbering in the back seat.
Sometimes as we're cruising along highways, sun peaking through clouds, streaming in through the windows, bathing our faces in warmth, I briefly remit that we answer to names other than John and Hyacynth, all while waxing philosophy about living and dying and serving and loving. {These kind of quiet trips are almost dates unto themselves these days.}

Sometimes, when he loosens the grip on the steering wheel, and grasps my hand instead, my heart tingles, surges and explodes inside my chest, and I remember how and why we took these seats in the first place.

{Pictures not taken while driving; I'm admitedly too squimish to cause such a distraction.}

14 comments:

  1. I love this... that you guys have that spark when the kids are quiet and the space is for adult conversations! :)

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  2. Oh that is gorgeous. I love how in love you and your husband still are - may it be like that forever!

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  3. I feel the same tingling sensation when my husband and I hold hands. There is something wonderful in knowing that he and I are so perfect together, much like you and yours.

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  4. okay, no lie...as i read that last line i got the chills! how beautiful, beautiful words and so beautiful to be in love with "the one" that was meant for you! thank you for sharing, glad you still have that spark that makes it all worth it!

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  5. Beautiful words and SO true. I love those quiet moments with my hubby and hope I never stop feeling all warm and fuzzy when he holds my hand ;)

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  6. Once again your writing takes my breath away. But I think in this instance, while the words are lovely and evocative, it's also because I understand this feeling so completely. It's the same I have with my own partner, my husband, my soul mate. There is no one this planet who knows me more, who accepts me more than he does. And for that I am grateful and constantly amazed. So thank you for reminding me of it today, with your beautiful imagery.

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  7. Yes. It's like this for us, too. Perfect.

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  8. Beautiful! I know that feeling too.

    Your writing is inspiring!

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  9. Hyacynth, I know exactly what you mean! Hearts surging and exploding upon something as simple as a look...a hand's touch...so good :)

    Loved this!

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  10. The consistent strength of your connection is admirable. God bless you both!

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  11. This is so beautiful, Hyacynth. In the hustle and bustle of life with kids, it's so important, I think, to stop, hold hands, and reflect on "why we took these seats in the first place." Thank you for that reminder today.

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  12. Those sparks are my favorite part of road trips, and probably the only reason I continue to make that 5 hour drive to the woods every year!

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