There are words that can be felt throughout your whole body. Words can spark a feeling that belongs to a different part of the brain than you expect. Good words feel warm. My mom’s whispered “shhh…” when I was little and had trouble sleeping (“My little girl, shhh…sleep now, darling…”). Or Dad’s tone of voice when he called “Maja!” and you could hear how he wanted everyone to know that I was his girl, that we belonged together, him and me. And Grandma’s voice when she was reading a story (“Once upon a time…”). Sebastian’s “I love you,” just as he fell asleep, at the tail end of a breath.
