The Longest Night
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My Favorite Five Minutes

It always surprises me to see little kids without jackets when I am bundled up to keep warm outside. Trouble staying warm is another one of the increasing number of growing-older symptoms that I've encountered since turning seventy.

So it comes as no surprise that when Peter and I go to bed at this time of the year, there are four ice-cold hands under the covers. This does not encourage us to rush into each others' arms.

That is why my favorite five minutes of the day are between 6:05 a.m. when our alarm goes off and 6:10 a.m. when I have to get out of bed. I turn off the alarm and reach over to the toasty-warm body lying next to me.

And for those five minutes, everything is right with the world.

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