Music boxes

Music boxes
Music boxes have within melodies they carry in them, once they're open music feels the air;
Every person you have known has a song of their own, once they open up you'll hear whats there;
Every person longs to find who they are deep inside, every person yearns to know their place..."

Monday, August 04, 2008

To love someone.

I got home from my four week all american vacation last Friday night. As I left baggage claim, I saw my husband, shining bright with joy. On his hand he was carrying a beautiful arrangement of red roses, and my heart leaped. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder... very true!
After a four hour drive, we finally got home. The kids were ecstatic to see dad, and everyone was, simply said, happy.
As I entered the house, I first saw flowers on the kitchen table, then flowers on the countertop. There were flowers on the living room, sitting on top of each of the three windows. The dining room table was covered with candy, that had been carefully placed to shape a big heart. On some cardstock we read welcome home, with all of our names. Our bathrom window also had flowers, and it was cleaner than I ever saw it before. I then realized that the whole house was swept, moped, dusted, washed, CLEAN! Not one dish in the sink, not one crumb on the floor, laundry done, clean sheets in all beds.
I'm really not sure what to say as I write this. I kept thinking I was going to tell you all about my miserable 24 hour trip from The U.S. to Portugal, with all the frustration and madness that we went through. Extra cost for luggage, rude people, a carry-on bag (with personal, very special stuff) stolen, and oh what else, so much! But I choose to tell you about love.

I'm always saying love is a verb. My husband demonstrates it.
















6 comments:

Luis said...

Hola!, como va?, muy buen Blog, me gusto, voy a seguir pasando, que andes bien, pasate por el mio cuando gustes, saludos

Luis

Hillary said...

Bela - that is so amazing to read about. I am so thrilled to hear that you were welcomed home like that. I am so happy things are going better for you. You deserve it!!!

Kaylene said...

How sweet is that??? Kevin cleaned our house spotless one time when I went back home to visit, he didn't do the whole flower thing (of course we couldn't afford it back then) but I understand the joy that you have when you realize what trouble someone has gone for you like that. That's really sweet!

Amber said...

How romantic! Awww it's the little things we do for each other sometimes that really make a difference!

Misty said...

I love all the flowers! They're so beautiful and how thoughtful of your husband!

Millionaira said...

wow...that's awesome, and i wish i'd known you were in the states, i could've flown out to meet you somewhere!!!