Thursday, January 22, 2009


Last night I woke up at 3:23 in the wee hours. I'm not sure what woke me; amazingly it was not one of the fiery hot flashes that usually disturb my nights these days. But that's another story, one you will certainly be subjected to in due course. Bet you can't wait for that one!

As I lay in bed, the house was silent. Almost. Henry snuffled on his dog bed, Tika twitched on hers, dreaming about chasing the squirrels of her youth. B was gently snoring beside me, our legs entwined. Our cuddliest cat Snuffy was in her usual place between us on the bed. We call that place Snuffy Canyon. It is just about as well established as the Grand Canyon. Oliver was stretched out at my feet. Our rebel kitty Squirt was probably out selling crack-laced catnip.

My son had navigated another day at college and on the roads safely, and was asleep in his messy room downstairs.

I have many moments in my life when I give thanks for the blessings of my life. This was one. But it was also one of those perfect, peaceful moments when the outside world and all its cares could never get through the front door.


Jazz said...

Gotta love those moments.

Oh, and for the hot flashes? Health food store. Get Sage pills. Sage is my new favourite herb. I swear it works miracles.

Ian Lidster said...

Thank you for this, dear friend. Just the sort of thing I needed right now. Attitude of gratitude should always be sought and we must be happy for our blessings. As for the other 'condition', believe me I am fully aware of its manifestations.

Thank you too for your kind and thoughtful words on my blog.

Voyager said...

Jazz, Sage? I'll try it. Thanks for the tip. I'll try anything legal, and maybe illegal too!

Ian, I hope you are doing as well as you can be after your friend's untimely death.


Anonymous said...

I have those moments on occassion. They are magical.

Leesa said...

Oh, I love those moments. Not the hot flashes, but the content moments in life.

Voyager said...

Citizen of the World: Magical yes, but oh so fleeting.

Leesa: Welcome to this neck of the woods. I"ll head over to yours for a look around.


Big Brother said...

There are those moments where everything is right in the world and we can be thankful for the bounty we have. The perfect moment... so fleeting.

jmb said...

I'm very fond of being in the house late at night. I have turned into a night owl since I retired. Getting later and later to bed.

But waking up and realizing that all is peaceful and right with your world is a very comforting thought.

Voyager said...

BB, Looking at the photos of your recent ski day, I imagine it must have had such moments. It looked glorious.

JMB, I would like to be a night owl, I am at heart. But Work gets in the way. One day though.


Big Brother said...

Yes, skiing across fresh snow is conducive to those moments also trekking across the mountains on a windswept plateau with nobody around brings me great peace of spirit.

Jocelyn said...

Oh, you made my heart miss a beat.

Voyager said...

BB, Cross country skiing here is wonderful, but not so peaceful. One is either gasping uphill or screaming out of control down.

Jocelyn, In a good way I hope!


Carver said...

You express yourself so well and those moments of peace where home is a sanctuary mean a lot to me too.

Voyager said...

Carver, I like that description: "Sanctuary".

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