Morning all, hope you are well. Young Master Duke is curled up behind me. I am bundled up tight. Both of them are asleep, and I am just laying down for a few.
It’s the type of morning where it is okay to curl up with a book and just be. It’s okay to hibernate for awhile, and it is okay to just be.
My earliest memory is of my nest. Mom worked in a bar. She would sleep on the couch, and I would curl up behind her legs with a book or my crayons. I couldn’t have been more than 3.
It’s a comfortable memory. We don’t have a couch, but Duke is snuggling next to me the way I used to snuggle behind my Mom. My heart is full.
Hugs, gentle ones. 🤗 -L