Daddy has a bad habit of putting me in my crib and then leaving me in the dark. Not a problem if I am already asleep but when I wake up in the dark it is very disconcerting and confusing. My little baby brain can't comprehend where I am quick enough.
But something new has recently come into my life! What is this glowing and comforting presence. Not quite sure what it is for but it give me an inner peace. Almost a religious experience.
Let there be light!