The winter has been quite dreadful. It hasn’t been very cold but it has been very windy with occasional rains. The weather is such which makes your teeth chatter and your bones cold.
As I snuggle inside the quilt to watch some TV, the son snuggled in along with me. And for some time we have fun, snuggling, kissing each other. And then I realise that in a few more years he will refuse to snuggle with me, spend time with me or allow me to kiss him.
I snuggle some more and make the most of the available time.
Written for 100 words on Saturday at Write tribe. The prompt this time free your mind.