For Five Minute Friday!
When I was younger, and probably still now to a certain extent, my go-to for comfort was sleep. I slept a lot, especially when I was a teenager. Any time bad news hit, which seemed to do so often during my formidable years, my first instinct was to crawl into bed, pull the covers over my head, and sink into blissful unconsciousness. My step-brother and his best friend used to tease me quite often about it….D, my step-brother, would come home at noon on Saturday after working a week at a local summer camp for kids and set fireworks off on the back deck to wake me up. His best friend’s favorite way to greet me was, “Reb! You’re awake!” At the time, I didn’t think it was all that funny, but it’s a good story to tell now.
These days, my comfort lies a lot in my husband. One of my favorite things to do and often the thought that gets me through tough toddler days is knowing that in the evening, after B is snuggled into his bed, E and I can curl up together and watch some TV or a movie or just sit and talk and be together. It’s amazing how even just the thought of something so simple can bring me so much comfort and is something that I really look forward to each day.
Of course there are the standards….food, especially chocolate, shopping, at least online, anyway…..I hate shopping in stores. But those can’t compare to just being close to E. He is very comforting to me.