I fall asleep with Nate when he’s going to bed…..and then, I get up to…. go to bed.
How wacky is that?
And it all feels like Groundhog Day….the movie where Bill Murray keeps waking up only to go through the same day, again….and…again….and again.
That’s a blessing….it would be crappy if something was upsetting the apple cart….again, and again, and again.
Repetition is a blessing when it’s something benign (and wonderful) like putting your children to bed.
I like it when nothing strange and upsetting is happening.
So….it’s 9:55…and I went to bed for the first time when it was 8:00….and I’m exhausted and disoriented and need to put on my PJs and get back into bed for a longer stretch of sleeping.
And, then, it will be time to wake up and have some coffee (with coconut oil in it….did you ever do that?) and get another day going…. again.
Lord, keep this string of days going….please.
It’s good to have a chance to be breathing.
It’s good to be tired and alive.