Safe & Sound

Last night, I crawled into bed, plumped up my pillow, got under the covers and fell asleep in the loving arms of a man I know would never ever intentionally hurt me, let me down or deliberately disappoint. In the safety of his warm embrace, and at the last hours of wake, I reflected on the exceptionally horrid day I endured.


Head and Heart ached still from the confusion I put them through in the last 48 hours. Body – worn out, spent and broken from the abuse of Work, Church Responsibilities and Emotional Stress. Blinking back tears in the dead of the night, I looked into the darkness and sighed. I felt so utterly defeated. Mentally, emotionally and physically.


But with each touch to my wet, freshly-showered hair and every pat to my aching head, he brushed all my worries, aches and pains aside. I closed my eyes. Just so I would fully enjoy the sensation of Tension leaving my body. In the dark, with my nose cold from the AC, I relaxed and got kisses on the forehead and "I love you" whispers enough to last me all the way till I see him again on December 11.

It was a very good night of very good sleep.