I woke up last night and went to the bathroom. I never turn on lights, I find great satisfaction in carefully making my way in the dark. When I came back to bed, I nestled right into my husband like we have gotten into the habit of doing, how delightful and cozy, his shirt smelled clean and lightly of bleach, it was up a little bit and my arm was across his soft warm skin. He woke up and I asked him if I was bothering him, ready to move away if I was so he could sleep. “I’m too hot,” he said, taking my arm and putting it back around him. He pressed his nose into my hair contentedly and I fell back to sleep……….
I woke up last night (a second time) and I was alone in the bed. I reached for my phone to check the time, 4:22 am. I couldn’t resist figuring out what he was doing, so like any good & nosy wife, I got out of bed and walked barefoot across the cool wooden floor, out the door to find…….
My husband playing the wii. I was instantly amused. He couldn’t sleep so he decided to get to “pro level” on the golfing game. I woke up just in time to see him take a swing. I laughed, he laughed, we hugged, and I went back to bed and fell sound asleep…… (I’ve been sleeping wonderfully…… and he has not, my sister and I think it’s because he won’t eat carbs, I mean how can anyone relax without baked goods?)……. He’s doing Keto like it’s going to bring about world peace. And as I slept, I dreamed a question; *Did He or Did He Not Make it to Pro?”
I woke up this morning at around 9? I think? Still no husband in bed, so I opened the door and cheerfully announced, “I AM READY FOR MY COFFEE!” He looked up from his chair and said “Good morning!” The boys looked up from their game at the table and said “Good morning mom!” I said “Good morning!” in return, and went back to bed. Wonderful Saturday.
Rich brought my coffee (in a meadow fiesta mug) and then went around on his side to get in bed with me. I thought “Oh this will be cozy, we can be lazy and talk and visit and read.” Our big black cat joined us, the dog flopped on the floor in our room to sleep, I opened my book, my coffee in hand………not even surprised when Rich fell promptly to sleep within seconds. Like, twitching!
My night owl.
“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” Antoine de Saint-Expery, The Little Prince
My heart is often bursting with seeing. This blog is more than words; it’s my heart.
Oh how I love you, my very dear one. ❤️😊
The different stages of marriage. Each stage has it’s joys and sorrows. Hopefully more joys than sorrows. My husband always slept more lightly than I did. As he got older he was awake even more during the night. He often would sleep in his recliner.
He brought you coffee. The ultimate display of love. ❤
…unless you are Quasimodo…then I guess just water is okay.
I think ATAGrandma summed it up eloquently.
It was so nice to see your post today. 🙂
You always make me smile my friend!! I love hearing from you on here. I haven’t been writing letters lately, but I plan to send you a nice fat one soon. Love you!
Well I love reading your blog posts, so I guess we have a good thing going.
No pressure to write. I understand completely. Only do it when you are inspired. 🙂 All is okay.
Love you, too, Shanda.
So glad that he made it to pro! You kind of left me hanging until the VERY LAST LINE!!!
I was so happy to see you’d written a new blog post, as your wonderful style of writing, and your wisdom about the “ordinary but oh so important” moments in life bring me much joy to read about.
In tears over my beloved parents.