I treasure many things in life. I treasure the beauty of nature (the way dew clings to a flower’s petals as if falling to the ground would make it less spectacular; the brightness of a butterfly’s colors). I treasure rainbows, sunshine during rain, and icicles hugging pine needles. I treasure my large dog’s snuggly ways. I treasure holding hands — there’s an intimacy in holding hands that goes beyond kisses and hugs.
Many times I go to bed before my boyfriend. His body is on a different time schedule than mine. One morning last week I woke up and discovered we were holding hands. That made my day! I woke up in a good mood and had an awesome day. Cuddling can get hot and sticky and sweaty and uncomfortable during the night. So, when I woke up to our entwined fingers, I felt — special. We had figured out a way, in our sleep no less, to be close without all the awkwardness that cuddling/spooning can lead to.
Again, this morning I woke up to entwined fingers. I love that.
I got up, took my shower, ran around the house trying to get everything I needed for the day put together… School bag, lunch (which I ended up eating for breakfast and now I’m without a lunch), hair/teeth brushed, clothes on (must wear clothes!)… Then I realized the dogs still needed walked. I went in to the bedroom to inform my boyfriend that he would need to get up and walk the dogs. He jumped awake when I bent down to kiss his forehead.
Him: Did you check your texts?
Me: No. Not yet.
Him: I sent you a text. I walked the dogs. (Rolls over and starts falling back to sleep.)
Me: Oh. Ok. Thanks! I love you. (Digs phone out and reads “Dogs went out already. Love u. 🙂 )
As I was heading out of the bedroom door he (again) mumbled, “I love you.” Another great start to my day…
Entwined fingers, dogs taken care of – morning sweetness.
And now that class is done and I’m sitting at my desk, I can feel my body wanting to rest, to nap, to be back in bed. I will settle for another kind of treasure in the form of caffeine.