Nights like these.

I can't sleep because I am mesmerized by what I see out my window. My family has all turned in and I am alone. It is so quiet as the snowflakes gently tumble down and rest upon the world around me. I can see them through the foggy midst that hovers over the beloved valley I live in.

As I watch, my feet stand still as if they are immovable. And these gorgeous white flakes seem to whisper to me, "Sit. Rest. Don't rush away." And so, I sit. I find myself feeling oddly calm and peaceful. So much so, I can't talk myself into taking the short walk to my bed.

Finally, as I reverently turn to go, pangs of sadness fill my heart ... for I realize that nights like these will soon be gone. Sigh.