sleep filled eyes greet me as she comes down the stairs, and brightens when she sees it is me still up, unable to sleep.

we talk of summer and pretty things and warmer times, but it is cozy on the couch, just the two of us, and i am no longer cold. i love the winter despite the cold, but for some reason sleep didnt come tonight. her warmth and maternal comfort however, soon make me sleepy, as body heat usually does.

it has been so long since it has been just the two of us. work has consumed both of our lives to the point where a hello and small conversation at the dinner table is all that unites us. it makes me sad, and suddenly i want to cry.

but she knows before the tears come, and i realize nothing is lost. nothing will ever be lost between us. mother and daughter are special like that. :-)