I Love You Tonight

Post-it note under my son's pillow before he went to bed

Today I stuck a post-it note under my son’s pillow before he went to bed. Kids look so peaceful when they’re asleep. We say ‘sweet dreams’ and ‘I love you’ to each other every night. I love him when he’s sleeping.

 

Footnote: This was my very first post back on January 1st this year. I don’t know whether to be proud or embarrassed by this post. In reflection, I can’t believe I had so little to say. Like learning to run I guess I had to walk first. A distinct memory is etched in my brain of the very first person to like this post and of how excited I was. That blogger, who has not been seen since, will always hold a special place in my heart. I hope you don’t mind bearing with me as I revert to baby steps while revisiting old posts while my attention is focussed elsewhere.

 

 

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13 thoughts on “I Love You Tonight

  1. I enjoy visiting my old posts. They’re even worse than my more current posts! Back when I started and didn’t have any followers I don’t think anybody read them so I’ve reposted a couple recently. If they haven’t read it, it’s new to them, right?? Like NBC…or something.

    • I can’t believe anyone looked at my old ones. At least they were short and pretty painless (also severely lacking in any sort of content).

      I reckon I can cover the next five months with the last five months especially since I’ve posted every day since Jan 1.

      Re-runs on a loop NBC style!

  2. i would have liked it too!! You post is sooo sweet compared to my first posts!! I went back and read some of mine and I was not in a good place!!

    • Too true. It’s a pity that I can’t keep the words in these days. I’m going to try and go back to basics, short and sweet, with my next few posts. We’ll see how that little experiment goes as my comments these days are longer than my posts used to be.

      Ok, time to shut up now…….

      • No! If those words are fighting to get out, let them! It’s liberating. “There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” Maya Angelou

      • I don’t know if you should be giving me permission to unleash the beast.

        More than one person in my life has said I could talk underwater with a mouth full of marbles.

        On the story side of things, I have just finished mine (see latest post).

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