How could she ask to amend the contract? After all we have poured into this endeavor, why would she ask to change it now?
Tossing and turning all night; no sleep. Sick with worry, and a syncopated heart beat, pounding out of my chest – anxiety.
The gentle chime of the alarm goes off. I snuggle in close and tuck under his arm as he comes out of sleep. My heart touches his heart. The beats synchronize and slow down. For just a few moments before the day begins, enjoying an embrace and each other’s warmth. I climb down off my crazy tree limb.
Perhaps it’s all going to be just fine.