Today was the first of such a treatment.
The joy of caring for my granddaughter fell to me. Fed, changed, and bathed the little darling tried to fall asleep. She was a bit fitful. Cute, but fitful. Cooing, but fitful.
Yo-Yo Ma to the rescue! Soothing cello music lulled both of us into restful repose. I'm a genius!
She was out like a light.
Serenity embraced me.
Grand-mére et mignonette.
An hour and a half later my daughter returned to the living room looking calm and pink and content.
"I haven't been this relaxed in.....two years," she said, thinking hard over the length of time.
This is food for the soul.