Mr B and I don’t often get time alone together. He works all day and after we’ve had dinner and put the two little monkeys to bed there are just a few hours of awake time left, many of which I spend on the pc in our kitchen, blogging and writing and reading, while he watches TV or reads in the living room.
I’m not complaining, I mean, these are the choices we make, but having had 10 days away with my family, where he has been there constantly, I’ve realized that I miss him.
I miss having that person by my side to share stuff with, and I don’t just mean to help carry the load, you know, sort out the squabbles, tidy stuff away, decide what to have for dinner. I mean someone there beside me to share a joke, a glance, a moment.
When we were in Plymouth my Auntie decided one night that Mr B and I should leave the girls with her, go down to the beach and watch the sunset. I remember looking at Mr B and feeling a little awkward, shy even. What would we say? Would the silence be unnerving? Could we still do this?
When we got down to the seafront the sky was a mixture of low clouds, muted shadow and cool blue. The sun was already hiding behind a craggy hill, painting a shiny white glow over the fields and rocky shore. It was as if the last traces of warmth were being drained from the icy depths, a battle between nature’s elements, and it cast a strange but calming light over the choppy waters of the bay.
While we took turns with the binoculars seeking out tiny vessels disappearing over the horizon, the light changed and the sea was met with an orange gold glow, a last kiss from the sun’s rays.
Then the clouds slowly moved on revealing yet more blue and a day not quite ready to give itself up to night, and we were quiet, and calm and comfy. There was no awkward, no effort, we just were.
We stayed till it was dark and cold, till there was no heat left in the sky. He put his arms around me and we soaked up the sounds of the waves pulsing their regular beat on the shore, the chattering crickets, the pleasant crunch of tires along a pebbled track.
When we climbed back into the car he kissed me then smiled, and as we drove slowly back up the hill I thought, ‘yes, we can still do this.’
Now we’re home, I’m hoping that we make sure we find the time.
As for the place, well the sun sets everywhere doesn’t it?
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August 17th, 2008 at 5:46 pm
there is a place two streets over where the sun doesn’t actually set. this street has no name, though, so i wouldn’t think you’d want to go there.
i’m so glad you had this lovely moment with mr b. you both deserve it, you lovely lovely people.
August 17th, 2008 at 6:08 pm
LOVE this post. WOW! you are so romantic.
HOlly however…..silly till the end. tee hee
August 17th, 2008 at 11:21 pm
Beautiful post. Beautiful pictures! Time together is always most important, never give it up!
August 18th, 2008 at 4:25 am
Holl, is that something to do wth a U2 song or have you just finally flipped a lid young lady? ;D
Corey, Holl is very silly, and so lovely too. Im a bit scared of that street though.
Karisma, I am learning.
August 18th, 2008 at 6:38 am
What a sweet post. I can imagine it must be hard to find alot of time when both of you have busy days. I know I get upset sometimes when CB comes home and wants to play on the computer cause that’s what I’ve been doing for a lot of the day and I want to spend yime with him in the evening. But I remind myself that he needs time to relax too. Still, when we’re both working I can see time together becoming less frequent.
August 18th, 2008 at 9:35 am
That is SO romantic … I am betting Husband and I would have liked being there til it got cold or there were bugs buzzing and then he’d have said come on lets go … and I would have wanted to stay longer … and he’d have said ‘for what? you’ve seen it, you cant take any more pix, its dark, lets go’
And he would be the first one to tell you HE is the romantic one .. ha!
August 18th, 2008 at 10:17 am
That is sweet! I’m glad you had a nice beach evening.
August 18th, 2008 at 11:07 am
Aww, that’s sweet. Our moments are rare too and it seems like we have to spend some of the time adjusting to it just being us.
August 18th, 2008 at 4:38 pm
Beautiful photos and a beautiful tale. It’s the most satisfying feeling on earth to be able to share life with someone who is in sync with you. At least that’s what I think.
August 21st, 2008 at 10:55 am
That was really really nice.
Lovely.