It’s still my favorite time of the whole day.  When I’m in that dark, cozy room with him asleep in my arms, his still, soft body leaning into mine and just for a few minutes there’s no disheslaundryhomeworkbudgetscheduleediting waiting for me downstairs. But these moments are painfully short, in minutes and in years, and like light they transform when you stop to take them in.

JMU

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