Saturday Night Baths
My wife Danielle and I had a large spa type bathtub. The tub was surrounded by bay windows that looked out on the pinyon pine and juniper that surrounded our 20 acres in New Mexico. We lived on a nature preserve and we could not see our nearest neighbors. As we bathed we could take in sunsets, moonlight, and a variety of wildlife that we shared our property with. Danielle and I had a tradition of taking baths together on Saturday nights as we looked out on God’s creation, enjoyed each others company and listened to stories we told each other.
Our conversations each week are much like a quilt. At first it was the opportunity to talk about the progress of a book Ray was writing. Other times we played the way two adults do when trying to recapture times past. But mostly we just enjoyed each others company in the quiet of the early evening. Watching stars come out or the sun go down, we are immersed in our own heaven on earth.
Our stories sometimes have us laughing so hard and long we hurt, other times it is like we are the essence of a poem. Tears have been shed but anger has no place during this sacred time together. It is about love and acceptance and nothing shared is unacceptable.
Some of the stories are about our joint experiences as well as stories from our individual pasts.
Everybody loves a good story and we are hopeful that you will find something in all of our stories that will stir an emotion within you.
Danielle passed away on Christmas Eve of 2022 and our stories are included here.
Ray Terhorst
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