My husband picked up my daughter on campus last night. I knew they’d get home really late but I didn’t want to go to bed. I stayed in the living room and fell asleep on the couch.
In the middle of the night, something landed on me. It plopped. I woke up quickly but not with a start. I smiled in the darkness as her arms hugged me. I squeezed her tightly only saying, “I love you.”
It was the best good night.
She’s on Spring Break now…and I get to discover it through her eyes.