Dad is Just Down The Hall

Today is time for another grandchild story.  This will be fun and easy to write.  It also won't be as draining as the last two blogs were.  The following story took place around ten years ago.

Once upon a time, Dad and Mom and several little kids lived in a teeny-tiny house. While Mom and Dad slept all snuggled up in a large, comfy bed in a very large bedroom, the wee little kids slept at least two to a bed in their very small beds in a teeny-tiny bedroom. They were very happy children in a very happy family in their teen-tiny house that got teeny-tinier as months passed by.

Joy and excitement spread throughout that teeny-tiny house one very special day when Dad and Mom and their several little kids packed up all their possessions and moved miles and miles away to a big, brand new, very large house. Mom and Dad still had their large, comfy bed in a very large bedroom, but the kids each slept in separate beds in two different rooms that weren't teeny-tiny any more.  In fact one child even had a room all alone.

This wee little child had never slept all alone in a room before, especially a very big room..  A grandma who was very curious, as most grandmas are, asked, "Oh, little child, was it scary sleeping all by yourself in a very big room in a very large house?"

From a beaming face with sparkling eyes and rosy cheeks came the glee-filled answer, "No, Nana, it wasn't scary. My daddy was just down the hall!"

Oh little child, I pray you will always know, just as surly as you did the first day in your new room, that when you find yourself all alone in a "very big room" in a "very big world", your heavenly Dad is not only just down the hall, he is right there with you.  "May you always sleep well, child"