Quiet Time

Elisan and I have a secret that no one else knows about.

Early in the morning, before the rush, Elisan sneaks downstairs to find me.

I'm usually sitting on the sofa reading a devotional or praying and she crawls into my lap and we have quiet time together. Just us. No one else. No distractions.

She tells me about her silly nighttime dreams or how life will be when she is all grown up. All of this...while she's snuggled up in my lap, with her head on my shoulder.

The smell of her little girl breath and her hair is something I want to remember forever. The warmth of her body, the calmness of her spirit, the sleepy yawns... memories forever.

Perhaps there will come a day when sleeping late will be more important to her than having quiet time with me. But, who knows. Maybe, just maybe, our quiet time will be what keeps us together forever.