The house creaks around me as it settles in for the night.
My little family is asleep.
The animals are softly snoring, dreaming of bacon, large balls of string and fields to romp in.
My eyes are tired but I find myself reluctant to let go of this peaceful private time and trudge onward to bed.
These are the golden moments of my life. When nothing pressing demands my attention. No stress is rumbling in the recesses of my belly.
A weekend of family and friend time lays ahead of me and I am gloriously content.
And blessedly happy.
7 years ago