5am.
Suddenly wide awake.
(a noise? a dream?)
The thoughts start up; the list of chores for the day, the not-to-forget things, the conversations I'd have if only I was brave enough, the wish-lists, the plans, the projects, the things to remember to tell the Doc when he comes home.
Then they're racing. Round and round and round...
Demanding attention. Spinning around. Making me anxious. Extinguishing all hope of more sleep.
And then...
Little footsteps.
A drowsy body snuggled into mine.
Warm breath on my shoulder.
My thoughts slow.
My body stills.
And my heart feels the peace of knowing love, knowing that all is ok.
♥
Do you get anxious? How do you deal with it?
