Ela in the Shower

Water, warm water, you make me feel at home. The droplets dance about my skin like crackling flames in a festive fireplace. I listen to the sound, it is white and soothing. As Mommy holds me near, pools collect between our skin just long enough to work their magic, before falling away to make room for more...

...And as I snuggle up to Mommy, the tactile sensations, so strong, but not overwhelming, my gaze is no longer darting and curious, but rather turned inwardly vacant to focus on completely different matters. My arms no longer flail in uncertainty, as they are right where they need to be, tucked close in comfort to Mommy and me. I know no hunger, I know no sleepiness. I do know this place. Water, warm water, you make me feel at home.