Monday, May 11, 2009

Tonight, my husband looks like one of those old greek statues, you know the kind, of just a man laying there, or standing there, or kneeling there. It was kind of weird, and must have been attributed to his position and the lighting, but I looked at him, and he looked like an ordinary man. Of course, being my husband, I never see him this way, I always look at him and think "Phil," but for that split second, he was just an ordinary man, laying in bed, sleeping, and waiting for his *beautiful* wife.

I guess its just one of those things that makes someone think. To everyone else, we're just another person, in another apartment, living our own lives. Its hard to imagine how many millions and millions of families there are in this world who do the same thing we do (well not exactly) and no one really cares.


  1. it reminds me of that really cliche but true quote - "to the world you may just be one person, but to one person you may be the world".

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  3. Yes it does, it was just such a weird feeling, go figure :)

    Thanks :)