I'm sleeping so peacefully I don't even remember my dream, when the phone rings on my side of the bed at 4:35 a.m. and my husby doesn't stir. I'm instantly awake at the sound of my daughter's voice. After the initial panic, I listen to what she's saying.
"Mom, can you come take the chain off the front door so I can come in."
I rush to the front door, remove the chain and deadlock, and there she is.
"Happy Mother's Day."
So we hug and she explains how she wanted to surprise me for Mother's Day. Then she goes to bed (mind you, her uni is only a half-hour from our home, so don't imagine she drove all night to get here, and having once been a college student in similar manner, I don't let my mind wonder what she's been doing all night, only that she's safe and sound). And I'm wide awake.
Three chapters later in my WIP revision, it's still only 6:30 a.m. in CA.
So what did I get for Mother's Day?
A quiet morning to write.
2 comments:
Hmmm.
I must confess, not being a morning person myself, that I would not consider such a thing to be a gift.
It would be more along the lines of Proverbs 27:14: "Whoever blesses his neighbor with a loud voice, rising early in the morning, will be counted as cursing." :) But I'm very glad that it was a gift for you.
AJ
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Well, AJ, truth be told, I would have preferred to sleep in on Mother's Day. Nevertheless, I chose to view it as a gift.
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