When you think about the really simple, basic things of life, it's a privilege to sleep with someone; sharing the same space, the same blanket, the same warmth.I asked my wife a few moments ago, "You really enjoy life, don't you?" She smiled and said an understood "yes" as she continued to untangle the antique Christmas tree lights that she found last winter at the local thrift shop. What was better is that she got them for free. The store has a "free" box which is frequented by Joyce. Many abandonned treasures have found their way to our home via the free box.
Tonight, after dinner, we will continue with the tree decorating, have some fine coffee and listen to Kenny Roger's Christmas cassette. The kids will overdose on egg nog and there will be a feeling of peace on earth (or at least in Niverville).
Then, when the late evening rituals have been satisfied, we will once again go to bed, sharing the same space, the same blanket, and the same warmth. We will be connected in a way that was meant to be. (sex optional).
1 comment:
hi! thanks a lot for your nice comment!
i´ve been looking at yours and it seems very interesting, i cant give an opinion about it, cos i dont know how is been married and living with onther person .anyway, thanks a lot for your words and it´s not a photo, it´s a painting, ja!
take care .
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