As children we do not like naps. We do not like to go to bed. We ask to stay up later. If we could have fast forwarded to adulthood and realized what we were giving up. What we would do for those offers now. A spare hour. A full evening. A night we do not have to cook a meal. A day or so that is not like the usual routine. We crave these times. The soft pillow that calls our name. The blanket on the couch that looks so inviting. The book on the nightstand that has been neglected. The magazine we keep saying we will get to. The wine glass that has not been used in awhile. Oh, your tug comes to me in so many ways. Please continue to remind me that this is essential. We all need a gentle reminder.