You'd think I'd feel better

I slept with the window open last night and I listened to the house exhale and inhale. I felt the breath flow over my body. I smelled the wind as it slipped by my window carrying God’s fresh breath. I listened to the night sounds. A coyote howled and the dogs mimic the call. Crickets chirped and trees still holding tight to their leaves made swooshing sounds. I heard the soft snore of my dog, ever faithful, sleeping on the floor beside my bed. I heard my children stir restlessly amid their blankets.

All this,
as God made it,
without electricity.