I just wasn’t able to sleep this weekend. I wasn’t in MY bed, and the hotel (at least our room) was noisy. Our bedroom is insulated by not one but two stone walls, so it’s very quiet. I didn’t have my pillow, or most importantly, my sambear.

I swear that I’ve slept better in the last six years with sambear than ever before in my life. He wraps all the way around me, head to toes. I feel so safe in his embrace that I can fully relax instead of worrying about what’s going on anywhere else.

I don’t sleep well away from my man. But I’m damned lucky to have him in my life.

Current Mood: 🙂thankful
Cyn is Rick's wife, Katie's Mom, and Esther & Oliver's Mémé. She's also a professional geek, avid reader, fledgling coder, enthusiastic gamer (TTRPGs), occasional singer, and devoted stitcher.
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