Heartbeat...
One of my favorite things is to lay on Daddy’s chest. I do this on the couch and in the bed mostly. I also have the habit of laying my head on his chest when I hug him.
Tonight I was laying with him on the couch and realized something. I am typically one of these people that don’t like to many noises at once...meaning that I can’t handle a TV going and another TV noise from another room...or a TV and a radio, etc. It really turns my brain haywire...If I’m in a place that I can’t change the multi noise around me I usually put headphones on to single it out. Anyway....as I was laying there with Daddy watching TV I find myself listening to his heartbeat and watching the TV. I’m actually listening to 2 different sounds and my brain is not hurting. Not only is my brain not hurting...I’m actually being soothed by this.
I knew that listening to his heart beating was my favorite sound in the world...but I didn’t realize until tonight that his sound can’t actually still soothe me even when I’m listening to another sound. It’s like hearing his heart beating is my center...and when I’m listening to it, nothing else matters and my heart and soul are in rhythm...and his love is making a musical keeping time with beating of his heart and it’s just for my ears.
It’s my favorite sound...and obviously the only sound that I can hear and still love no matter what else is going through my head...his heartbeat.
Until tomorrow...
