I loved to watch those few moments as my girls drifted off to sleep. The peace and calm on their faces as the day fell away never failed to quiet my busy mind. Like meditation, it muted the thoughts of unending to-do lists and jobs still not done. And, like a sleeping sloth, they would gently smile as fantastical dreams entered their heads.
Drawing of a sleeping sloth hanging from a branch with green leaves on a flickering flameless candle.