The snowflakes pecking at our doors, the piercing coolness of an open window .... that ritualistic morning race to turn off the fan while still in our PJs. It all adds up to make us appreciate the warmer moments of life:
The joy between a blanket and the one you love. The playful tug-of-war inside the blankets. The light kiss on the cheek. That highest level of contentedness that can only be reached between the hours of evening and morning with the one you love.
That first cup of coffee with your partner. The heat almost races from the cup to your hands, spreading its warmth throughout your palms: eventually winding its way to your finger tips, momentarily giving you the ability to touch the face of the person you love with the warmth you always feel inside.
The long morning goodbyes. Nothing makes you appreciate the connection you share with your significant other than the time between your morning shower and the closing of your car door before heading off to work. That time is filled with a kiss (or two ... or three), hugs that protect you against the bite of the wind, and the inside jokes that get you through the day.
Yes, winter is definitely the warmest season of the year.
Happy 11/11/11 Everyone!
Lucky you ;-)
ReplyDeleteTabor -- The luckiest. :)
ReplyDeleteThat's sweet. You can't create that kind of warmth with summer. Though I'd prefer to try. ;)
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