Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Early this morning, I was in the kitchen pouring two cups of coffee when my husband quietly walked up from behind and enveloped me in a full-length body hug. I turned to face him and we stood there, in each others clutches, for about two minutes. It was a deeply loving and sincere embrace with touchpoints running the length of my arms, my chest, my stomach and my thighs. I felt safe for the first time in a long time. He kissed my forehead, my neck, and the sides of my mouth with unconditional love. And somewhere, deep inside me...I felt a spark of renewal and hope.