I climb into bed when my love is already a-snooze.
My mind is racing-thinking of a million different things-what I need/forgot/have to do. My feet are freezing (bad circulation + cold night).
I curl up next to him, nuzzle my feet into his warm legs and listen to his quiet, heavy breathing.
Now I'm relaxed.
Now I can rest.
Goodnight.
6 comments:
Isn't it the truth! It's so nice to have our hubbies be warm to cuddle up next to.
:), Love this post, Brian hates my cold feet!!
I am the same way!! Love it ;)
Isn't it a wonderful thing to have that perfect place to end the day....
Wow, loved that poem! This is Kyle's cousin, Laura. I'm not sure I've met you yet, Annie, but I sure like your husband and looks like he struck gold with you! Glad I found your blog! What a cute family you have!
That is so true and so sweet! How have you been, I've missed seeing ya at church! I know you are working hard, I hope you're doing great and have a wonderful week!
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