Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Synchronized Sleepers

I've been lying beside this guy for almost 19 years and as I rolled over last night, and he rolled too so we were still snug as two bugs in a rug, I thought, "Like a well oiled machine."

Like two synchronized sleepers, whose turns and leg lifts and pillow flips are in perfect timing.

Even in his sleep, my husband knows I do not want to be face to face due to my desire to breath air that hasn't directly come out of any one's lungs.  Even in his sleep, he knows me and rolls to accommodate me.

I woke up enough to give him a pat on his arm, which he correctly interpreted to mean, "I love you," and he sleepily murmured, "Love you too."

We are in tune to each other, even when we are dead to the world asleep.  It's not magic.  It's the power of spooning!

6 comments:

  1. This is so sweet. Spooning is the best. Especially when you get so good at it and can swap being the big spoon as if on cue. It is a little bit magic.

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    1. Yes! It was one of those swapping spoon moments that I woke up and thought this might be a moment of perfection!

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  2. So I just found you, randomly, on blogher? You have a catchy title to your blog...love it. And now I'm totally loving your blog in general. Thank you for these thoughts, these magic moments. They are what's beautiful in life.

    Following you? Duh. Yes, as of right now.

    dbstevens, kickingcorners.blogspot.com

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    1. Thank you! Your comment has made me smile and fluff up with joy!

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  3. So sweet! I love curling up next to my husband.

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  4. I always think of it like a flock of birds and they're all banking and turning together, at exactly the same time--communicating through biochemistry or telepathy or something magical like that.

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