This morning, my alarm went off, and i hit “snooze,” and Sir curls around me from the back, the way He does, and i scoot my butt a little closer to Him, and sort of snooze. When the alarm goes off again, i start to get up, and then i think,
“Why get up right now? It’s not like i’m on a tight time schedule today. There are gonna be plenty of days again when i am, when i’ll need to jump out of bed. But not today.”
So i snuggle and snooze for an hour or so, never quite sleeping, never quite awake. Feel His body pressed against me, His hand around my wrist.
Aaaaaaaah.
“The ache for home lives in all of us. The safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.”
― Maya Angelou, All God’s Children Need Traveling Shoes
And THAT is exactly why I love being married so very bloody much. Our cohabitation necessitated being married. Good on you for the extra snuggle time.
Yes, it’s what i love most about cohabiting. Absolutely. Glad that you have it too!!
aisha
Oh I love that quote
Thanks, Andi! Me too…. and some of spend a long time looking for that place.
aisha
I love mornings like that where you snuggle, snooze, snuggle. 🙂 The only thing that makes them better is when they are snuggle, sex, snuggle, snooze types of mornings.
Yep, those are super nice too!
aisha
🙂