I woke this morning to my husband's hand on my back. It was a simple gesture, kind and soft, but it drew me immediately from my nightmare. Inside my sleeping mind I was chased by fear, despair, and demons. But Jay's touch was a stark contrast that broke the spell. His small movement conveyed warmth, love, comfort, understanding, safety, and reality.
Later in the afternoon when I thanked him for waking me, he had no recollection of the movement. To him it was a subconscious motion. To me, it was emotional salvation. That's the power of a strong, loving, and equal marriage. I know with my husband beside me, everything will be okay.
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