Sometimes it is just small things. Things like afternoon naps.
For about 40 years Terry and I napped together. Normally on a Sunday afternoon after church and ministry, we come home tired and just lay down together.
Sometimes on a Saturday
Sometimes on a day off
But we would just stop and lay down. Sleeping together in the middle of the day.
Companions of life.
Sharing rest.
Sharing dreams.
Quiet times.
Normal times
I miss my naps with my friend. Hard to nap alone.
