"Can't you just lie in my bed for 2 minutes?"
I'm so tired from the day that I forget how meaningful this time is, to a child.
It's the saying goodbye time.
Then the alone in my bed time.
And the waiting till 'good morning' time.
While their sleeping bodies are protected by our home and our presence in it, their minds and hearts are open.
Open to thoughts. Open to worries. Open to loneliness.
I want to refresh my night time routine with them.
After dinner we clean teeth.
The girls each choose a book to be read to them on the couch.
Then into beds.
Cups filled with water.
Kisses and Cuddles.
"I love you"s.
All this is fairly normal on a good night. I want to add two more things: a silent prayer for all, asking for dreams of God's kingdom and plans for their lives; and a silent prayer for each (for Elara: rest, for India: peace, and for Zeb: health).