Night is tender

Our daughter thinks this is unfair. Every winter, since she learned to speak, she protests: “It is unfair that you and dad sleep together, and I am always alone.” I never hear from her such complaints in the summer, when no one wants to touch the wet skin of another, and even at night the fans are working, blowing our bodies apart expiring later. But when November comes — yes, November is there, we have frosty nights even in September — even an extra blanket will not warm if you sleep alone … Perhaps the daughter is right, complaining about the injustice of fate. But now, when she is ten years old and a meter and a half in her growth, she has already come out of the age when the children climb into bed with their parents. I feel a little guilty. But adults should have their own joys. At least this advantage I can not give up. Marital bed is one of the main joys of family life. Continue reading →