May 02, 2009 16:30
when you move through this house, do you feel the same happiness i feel? the moment the front door smacks itself shut, the sound of rain and cars on streets are muffled, and the cold, wet world you left is replaced with warmth that turns your cheeks pink as you make your way up the squeaking stairs to our home. still smells like coffee, chocolate chip pancakes, and turkey cheese omelettes leftover from breakfast. music leaks from hetty' room and swirls around with the scents still lingering in the kitchen. Odinaka is in the living room, slouched in the papason chair he slept in the night before. different sounds come from a.bo's room. rain music. the double doors in her room lead to the front porch. they are open, and rain beats down on her potted plants- some of it has left a damp spot on the carpet. she is hanging curtains.
our house is perfect. today our house is about green & white polkadots, funfetti cake cookies, strawberry (key lime rum) jello shots, cooking and sharing every meal, laughter, spring showers, & white flowers.
love lives in this house.