Last night I had trouble sleeping. This happens from time to time. Normally it’s a cause for frustration, but last night I lay in my bed and listened.
I heard the wind whipping around the outside of our house. I heard the rain battering the skylight. I could hear the sound of my wife breathing quietly, sleeping beside me. There was the sound of our dog wuffing as she slept.
In the midst of all the noises, I lay listening and I discovered a little bit of unexpected peace. And I slept well.
When I woke this morning, I stepped out the front door and the sky, briefly, was the clearest winter-blue.