Yesterday evening I was tired. Yesterday evening I remembered that, oh yes, it's not even 4 months yet since that big surgery that slowed me down. It was a relief, in some ways, to realize there was a reason for the way I was feeling. Even though I've been feeling so much better. Even though I just had an incredibly restful time at the coast.
So I retired early. I took my leave from our little gathering of 3 around the outside fire. I made tea for the night guard and wiped down the kitchen counters and thanked God for hot water as I rinsed the day, the lovely day, off my body.
And from my room I could hear Byron and Heather chatting in the firelight. I liked hearing their voices through my window. How really nice for a young girl and her dad to sit outside and chat. (It's a pleasing change from when they argue!) She said something that made him laugh and laugh. It made me smile as I drifted off.
I should go to bed early more often :-)