Sleepless in Soquel
I know I know, it’s a tired take on a delightful movie.
Pain has been stalking me, making it hard to find a comfortable position in which to sleep. I approach the bed where Don is sound asleep, only to see Paigey, our white and red Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, lying across my pillow. I’d like to think it is her great affection for me that causes her to lie in my spot ’til I come to bed. However, it’s probably the electric blanket she’s cozying up to.
I crawl into bed and Don pulls me close. He always wakens when I come to bed. Actually I don’t think he sleeps soundly until I’m there beside him. We complete each other. I lie in his arms with my head on his shoulder, feeling cherished, when Paigey emits a long, loud snore. Long. Loud. And Don and I both chuckle. I roll over onto my left side for about 5 minutes until the pain insists I get off that hip.
Pulling the pillow under me, I roll onto my tummy, hoping I can sleep in that position.
Snore … snort … snore … snort … snore … I’m hearing a duet. My husband is on one side, snoring because he’s fatigued. And Paige snores between us. It’s the perfect storm. I laugh quietly. After a few minutes of this cacophany of sounds, I ask Don to turn his head. He does, and the duet becomes a solo.
I know what it is to lose a husband, to wish he were still beside me sawing logs. And so now I’m glad, because this my husband is HERE beside me TO snore. And for that I thank God, even when the duet starts up again.