Moving on

“Good night,” I mumbled to myself as I switched off the light. I lay down, uneasily. Sleep eluded me. The room seemed empty, the bed large, lonely. I strained for a sound — a cry, a call … nothing. I waited… nothing. I sighed, relieved. My babies had made the journey — from mama’s bed to their own.

 

16 Replies to “Moving on”

  1. Amit: Thank you.

    Alice: Lucky you. We're still not perfect here.

    GMan: Thanks.. that was my first. Will try to keep at it.

    Other Mary: Thank You. Mine often find their way to our room during the night still.

  2. Oh, I remember that triumph…and the many nights they didn't make it. Sometimes feeling like the only person awake on the planet. You describe the bitter-sweet feeling so well.

  3. Oh yeah, I remember that well.
    Loved your 55.
    Thank you so much for playing along this week at our little Friday Funfest.
    Please come back again, you are always welcome.
    Have a Kick Ass Week-End

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