soothed

I was feeling a little crotchety yesterday. I had my cranky.pants on. [And they were pulled up waaay up high]. I had taken it out at home, on My Lovely One. And I was feeling rotten.

The light was fading and I thought to myself: what does this situation need? What do I need right now? And so I poured myself a bath.

Now, I should set the scene: my bathroom looks out onto tree.tops and onto a wee little balcony that is home to a gaggle of beautiful pot plants that My Lovely One has gently tended. When the light is fading and you’re lying in the bath, soaking it all in, you can’t help but feel soothed.

I also pulled one of my favourite books off the shelf, to re-read.

And right there, before I had even started Chapter 1. While I was still on the acknowledgements page [which I tend not to read but was drawn to this time]. A little sentence: most of all I thank my husband…who knows that ‘time is how you spend your love’.

And right then I knew that it wasn’t the bath I had been needing. It was that sentence: a reminder of what really matters.

Tags: Home, love, My Lovely One