We were processsing some traumas. I was curled up like a ball on her couch and I was telling her that I had bunk-beds when I was younger and I used to sleep on the top all the time, even though there was no one sleeping on the bottom. She asked why? I said, I don't know....kids think its fun to sleep on top? She said no...what it was, was your innate protective instints kicking in as a child. She got this huge smile on her face and her eyes lit up like she just won the lottery and she says "I have a whole new-found respect for you..you are so incredibly smart! Sleeping on the top bunk"....she is smiling down at me (and chuckling a little) like she has never been prouder of anything. I guess I looked a little sheepish b/c she says "What? You don't see how amazing that is? How incredibley smart you were being as a child?" I said, well I don't know, but I think its funny that your so tickled by it. She goes to give me a hug and with her arms around me she says "My little Roly Poly (hence being curled up in a ball while talking to her) on the Top Bunk" Thats what you are..."My Little Roly Poly on the Top Bunk." - Uummm can we say GUSH......I wanted to but of course didnt' say
I felt a little
for being so moved by it. But I loved it 
, thanks for posting it - good stuff for you and good stuff from T