Well. I guess I probably can't hold that against him.
Back in my college days (because I'm sooooo old that that was sooooo long ago), my favorite college roomie and I used to say that having a roommate was like having a sleepover every night. Often times we'd be lined up in the dorm bathroom, taking out our contacts and brushing our teeth together . When the lights would go out it would be a rare event for our giggles and talking to stop. And when they did, it was almost always with the words, "good night."
I guess that must mean that living alone is like being stuck in solitary confinement. No one to say good night. No one to giggle with. And certainly no one to tell you a bedtime story.
Not even your fish.
*Sigh*
Some of my favorite moments at Seth's mom's house over the weekend always came in the midnight hours. After a game of cards, meeting with friends or watching a movie, I'd get ready for bed and crawl under the covers in the room that Seth grew up in. And just like my parents did when I was a little girl, he'd sit beside me, go through our good night spiel (which is much too vomit in my mouth worthy, not to mention personal, to share), make sure the covers were nice and tight, and kiss me good night, before making his way downstairs.
One of my absolute favorite psalm settings in the Gather hymnal is by David Haas, written for Psalm 131. The refrain, "In you O Lord, I have found my peace, I have found my peace" got me through one of the roughest periods of my life in college. Whenever I feel anxious or stressed, I turn the song on and soak in the solace it exudes.
Smiling as the light went out as Seth tucked me in each night, a similar feeling to the one I get when immersing myself in Psalm 131 washed over me. A feeling of love, being taken care of, of comfort, support and strength.
How lucky we should all be to not only find that feeling on this earth, but to know in our hearts that it can be with us for all eternity.
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