Sleep Happens
Morning often comes much earlier than I desire. Usually around 3:30 or 4:00. Love, love, love it when it doesn't show its face until 5:00 or 5:30 am.
Before the direction of life changed so drastically, I was a sleeper. Bed started whispering my name around 9:00 pm. Sometimes answered and sometimes put it off for awhile but lovingly slipped into at a "decent" hour. Sanctuary. In the realm of sleepers, I was pro. I could fall asleep with power tools running, teen parties going on, lights on or off....it did not matter. Even nail guns were no match for the trusty internal clock. My Secret Keeper installed base boards in the entire house, late hours into the night (see earlier posts for an explanation for that), without disturbing my slumber.
Rarely waking before the allotted time...rarely did sleep surpass the allotted time, it all worked well.
Those days are gone. A full nights sleep rarely happens without the help of a Benadryl or something stronger. Fretting doesn't help, so I just roll with it....but how I miss a really good nights sleep with the accompanying rested eyes.
I am grateful for the changes in my life. I am grateful for a soft, warm bed and multitude of pillows. I am grateful for YouTube and their plethora of sleep meditation videos that lull me repeatedly back to sleep, night after night.
Before the direction of life changed so drastically, I was a sleeper. Bed started whispering my name around 9:00 pm. Sometimes answered and sometimes put it off for awhile but lovingly slipped into at a "decent" hour. Sanctuary. In the realm of sleepers, I was pro. I could fall asleep with power tools running, teen parties going on, lights on or off....it did not matter. Even nail guns were no match for the trusty internal clock. My Secret Keeper installed base boards in the entire house, late hours into the night (see earlier posts for an explanation for that), without disturbing my slumber.
Rarely waking before the allotted time...rarely did sleep surpass the allotted time, it all worked well.
Those days are gone. A full nights sleep rarely happens without the help of a Benadryl or something stronger. Fretting doesn't help, so I just roll with it....but how I miss a really good nights sleep with the accompanying rested eyes. I am grateful for the changes in my life. I am grateful for a soft, warm bed and multitude of pillows. I am grateful for YouTube and their plethora of sleep meditation videos that lull me repeatedly back to sleep, night after night.
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