And Yet… (Gabrielle)
It was getting on towards morning. I was on the edge of sleep, just dozing, drifting. As in a dream (and let me say this about dreams) I thought I heard someone call my name. My mind struggled towards wakefullness, searching for the one calling my name. I surfaced from my well of sleep to find that someone was actually calling my name. There was a quiet knocking at my door and a small child calling for me in his small voice. I opened up the door and he told me he was scared of the storm. It was then that I realized that there was a monster storm raging outside. So I pulled the toddler into bed with me and we snuggled until the thunder faded and the storm moved on. Then I put him back to bed and went back to dozing.
And yet I managed to sleep through two gargantuan trees crashing into our backyard. Go figure.