I’ve occasionally felt that right before I fall asleep and just as soon as I wake up is when I’m most vulnerable. It’s that semi state of consciousness that can leave me feeling as if I’m potential prey for nighttime demons, or, even worse, fodder for daytime villains.
But if you can’t trust your own family when you’re in bed, what do you really have? When I take my girls to go visit my parents, the part we look forward to most is between the sheets. Getting under the covers with my mom and giggling as we watch bad TV, having the girls cuddle with Grandma and belly laugh with Pop Pop — time after time, it’s what makes me tingle with anticipation in the days leading up to a trip, and ache most with longing when we begrudgingly get in the car to go back to the airport
While I’ll always try to teach my girls that life is about the journeys, you can be sure I’ll show them that if they don’t enjoy the destinations, even the most seemingly mundane ones, they’ll be missing out on some of the most intimate, delicious moments. Life is full of love — bed head and morning breath be damned — if you’re sure not to blink and miss it before you close your eyes at night and open them in the morning.
Here are some of my favorite images of my girls, my parents, and their bed:
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