Not Afraid of the Dark
I am loving our new home in Spring Hill. I have been happily busy with decorating, organizing, and getting into a daily routine. While Tim was traveling these past two weeks preaching in revival services in Dayton and Grimsley, Ava and I plugged into our local library where we began attending weekly "Storytime", took walks around our neighborhood, found my favorite stores, hung out with family, played at the park, and enjoyed our quiet time at home. One of my personal favorite times of day was just after Ava had been put safely in bed for the night and I had the whole quiet and clean house to myself. I loved lighting scented candles, turning on soft music, adjusting the lamp light, and doing (or not doing) whatever I wanted. There have been times - as I'm sure you have also experienced in some fashion - when after turning out my daughter's bedroom lamp for the night and before making it into the hallway where I could see, I tripped in the darkness over a stray toy...