Home

Quiet conversations in bed, words slow and trailing off, limbs tangled, body heat warming us to sleep.

Home.

No need for explanation. Fully understanding the problem, but willing to listen to it all over again anyway.

Home.

Familiar routines, endearing quirks. Enduring annoying habits.

Home.

Acceptance without performance or expectation. Belief, space, availability, preference. Knowing you'd be chosen first, but not having to be or insisting upon it.

Home.

Silent car rides, each of us lost in our own thoughts, his hand finding mine.

Home.

Laughter and tears. Not having to worry about being misunderstood.

Home.

"I love you" and "I know" and healing hugs. "I miss you," though we see each other every day.

Home.

Knowing glances and gentle touches and sighs upon coming together.

Home.

God makes two into one, providing fertile soil for both to bloom, supplying comfort and support and rest.

Home.

For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife and they will become one flesh.

Genesis 2:24

Home.

Not a physical place, but a dwelling of the heart.

How would you describe home?