Thoughts

This morning my sleep was interrupted by my phone ringing.

i was alarmed because it felt like the middle of the night.

and i thought, "who would be calling me in the middle of the night?"

it was a number i didn't have saved in my phone, so i quickly rejected it.

then looked at the time: 6:57.

darn you, utah winters.

you're tricky.

on any other given day my alarm would ring (just like the phone call ring)

and i would have no trouble basically turning it off in my sleep and quickly returning to my dream-filled slumber.

but this morning, i tossed and turned.

and was frustrated that i couldn't return to sleep.

Mike rolled over and his face rested on his pillow a good five inches from the back of my neck.

every exhale of his i would get a cold tingly shot of air that trickled down my back.

i laid there for a good five minutes anticipating the breath coming from my handsome husband.

slow. steady. and sure.

i thought about how we met, our first date, our first kiss...

i can still remember it so clearly.

i love moments like these.

quiet.

no worldly distractions.

i can sit and be grateful that he is mine and i am his.

mornings are my favorite.

 some time later i return to sleep and husband wakes to get ready for school.

he leans over and kisses me goodbye and i usually try to tell him in a half-awake-consciousness about my crazy dream i just had.

All I know is.......

i love being married.