Hi, Friend! I am failing miserably at this whole Joy Dare Thing on here so I will end it for now. I’m better off stopping now and carrying on rather than beating myself up, which is what I do. I am just too tired to think. I haven’t had a decent sleep for weeks ( literally) and depression is at my door the last few days so frankly, all my energy is being used to keep it at bay. I have never been a good sleeper. The years that Wally was drinking, I not only didn’t sleep but I had major anxiety too. I still get night time anxiety but not near as bad as it used to be. I wonder if this is one of these things that is part of healing? It seems like it never ends, but freedom is worth fighting for so I keep on keeping on.
I was reading our local obituaries and noticed that a lovely lady that I loved passed away this week. She was 98 turning 99 in August. Our birthdays are the same month but she is exactly 50 years older than me. We celebrated them together two years in a row a few years ago. It made me kind of sad but it made me remember her too and the time we spent together…going for meals and praying. She was sweet. ❤
I guess that’s about it. I thought I had more to say and maybe I would have if I had written my blog first before listening to an episode of The Inglorious Pasterds. 🙂 Now I am just too bagged. It is 10:32 and I might just head to bed which is very unusual for me since I don’t usually go to bed until between 12 and 1 am. I figure there is no point laying in bed staying awake for hours on end. I have started using oils and night and putting relaxing meditation music on. Can’t hurt, right?
Good night friend! I’ll post a couple pics I took last night. I loves you!