My extracurriculars finally catching up to me, I slumped on the couch. “What’s this?” she asked, noting my energy level lower than normal.
The people who care, those who see you, do an excellent job of making you feel loved. Somehow pausing to see someone, really noting their demeanor, has become a novelty.
Despite the weariness, the verb of love has been all around me this week:
My husband doing the dishes, grocery shopping, cleaning up the kitchen before I get home from work.
My sister moving heaven and Earth to get each of us a copy of “Sisters First” to read together.
My mom and dad, meeting me for our weekly lunch date.
My grandmother, logging onto Facebook and answering my questions about early life on the farm.
What are small, yet obvious ways others show their love for you? How do you make a point to show your love to those closest to you?
If you wake me each morning with the sound of your loving voice,
I’ll go to sleep each night trusting in you.
Point out the road I must travel;
I’m all ears, all eyes before you.