Sunday morning. A cloudy day. The sunlight that is usually shining boldly in our bedroom by now is diffuse. Son tiptoes into our room quietly. He has learned by now not to wake Daughter. But she is up already, chatting to Husband in our bed.
Son clambers up onto the bed next to Daughter, and starts trying to make her laugh.
I sit on the foot of the bed and relish this moment of togetherness. For now, no one needs anything, no one is upset. We’re all here together, content in each other’s company.