Sometimes Words Just Aren't Necessary

The funny thing about vacations is that they wear you out. Everyone says that you need a vacation to recover from vacations, and I think Everyone speaks the truth.

So in order to be able to function this week at all, I needed a nap. That's exactly what Sunday afternoons are made for. Unfortunately the stars rarely align for life to happen that way, but this past week they did.

You know how sometimes when you're overtired and you just can't sleep? That happened. I laid there, willing myself to sleep, and not having much luck with it.

I heard footsteps in the hallway. I heard a rattle at the door. That would be Micah. If I pretended that I was already asleep then he would go away and leave me alone because he has a healthy respect of sleeping people. Let them sleep. If they wake up they'll make you join them. He can't take that chance.

But obviously he needed something in a desperate sort of way because he didn't just go away and let me rest. He walked over to the bed. He laid his hand on my back. Yep, mom was asleep because she didn't move.

He made no sound as he kissed me, patted my back, and walked out of the room.

I'm so glad that I had difficulty falling asleep. I wouldn't have missed that for the world.