The couch….
seems to have a mystical power over me, as if running a hand gently over my eyes and sending me to a land of dreams. I hear her talking to me and struggle to focus but unwillingly yield to slumber. I open my eyes…. all lights on, phone and glasses fallen to the floor and I wonder where my sister has gone before I realize that I didn’t doze off for just a moment but it is morning.
As she drifts into the land of subconsciousness, her life and dreams float by on the clouds of white so close, yet just out of reach. Wiping the sleep from her eyes, she moves her feet firmly to the ground and takes a step into the future.
Today I am grateful for the gift of slumber and restoration that allows us to rest in yesterday and wake for the new day.
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