Home, Always...

I walk through our house in the dark.  I step quietly down the hall to my daughters' room, half-asleep - but fully intent on making sure my children are okay.  Whenever I wake in the middle of the night, I can't help myself.  I just need to see them asleep in their beds.  In the dim bluish glow of the nightlight, I see their precious little heads.  Quiet little loves, resting safely...  May my home always be theirs, in their hearts.