Pillow Talk

Bedtime is my favorite time of day. It's quiet in the house, the bed is warm and cozy and there's nothing to worry about.

It's the time when we talk.

With no dogs to let in and out, and in, and out. No dishes that need washed, no floors that need swept, no screens of any type to distract us, we have some time before we drift off to sleep where we can have some really meaningful, or perhaps, meaningless, conversations.

We talk about everything. Philosophy, psychology, theology... How comfortable these sheets are compared to the ones we used last. Anything either of us has on our minds through the day is told in the darkness.

There's something special about allowing your strangest thoughts, your strongest opinions, your wildest dreams, to be known by someone else. It's a beautiful part of our relationship that everyone should have, some time in their day or other. Ours is bedtime. What's yours?

Then, after we've talked, for five minutes or fifty, Zach inevitably falls asleep, and I have my own personal quiet time to speak with the most important man in my life. Devotions are nice, but when there's no cat crawling on your lap, no dogs ringing the bells, nothing to get in the way... Now that....

Is truly incredible.

God bless and see you soon,

Joelle