On naps….
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Seems that four letter word doesn’t exist in my vocabulary, but it was a definitely part of myDarlin’s vocabulary and daily routine. I am blessed with being able to fall asleep almost immediately upon my head hitting the pillow.
Now, there were times when we would talk and talk, then giggle (wait I ‘giggled’ and he would laugh a manly laugh), and the kids (when they lived with us) would wonder what the heck was going on. Being married to your best friend is amazing in that you never grow tired of spending time together laughing, crying, talking, praying and even in silent understanding. Invariably, I would drift off to sleep long before him, and on occasion he was known to wake me up and ask me to turn over so that I wasn’t snoring directly in his face. Now, I was never one to admit snoring, but it must have been true on those nights when he asked. LOL!
He would wake early to go into work, and come around to my side of the bed to give me a kiss good-bye and tell me he loves me. There were times when I was so tired that I didn’t remember him giving me a kiss and would ask him why later in the day. He would tell me that he never left without kissing me good-bye and saying I love you, and I knew it to be true.
myDarlin’s work day ended earlier than mine, and he delighted in taking his well-deserved afternoon naps. As I came home, I turned my key in the lock and opened the door, then would say ‘Hellllllloooo! I’m home!’ (in my best Ricky Ricardo voice) and be met with silence. I kick my shoes off, climb the stairs and make my way down the hall to our bedroom door – and then I see him, sleeping peacefully as he took his afternoon nap. I kiss him three times, and lay down next to him for a moment to watch him sleep before waking him.
The day before myDarlin’ Robert Kenui Pope left us; he sent me a text as I was out. It said, ‘Thank you for letting me rest.’
Today I look to the sky with gratitude to myLord, and say to him, ‘Thank you for letting myDarlin’ rest in your loving arms.’ Each night as I lay my head on the pillow,, I wrap my hand around the cross given to me by a dear friend, and know that I can rest because He and myDarlin’s memory are with me. And when I wake in the morn and myDarlin’ isn’t there by my side, I’ll know that he kissed me good-bye and said I love you.
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