Sleep is both your best friend and your worst enemy. I woke up this morning with a smile plastered on my face. A smile so big. I probably haven't had one that size in a while. I've been dreaming of Daniel and it was so vivid. We were sitting in bed talking and I was asking his advice. He had me enveloped in his strength and warmth. I felt his touch. His kiss. This is the reason for my smile. I was shaken by reality when I opened my eyes and Reed appeared bending over my head. His long curls tickling my face. The smile stays though. Reality does slap me. He is not here but wow it’s been a long time since I’ve felt him, and I still feel his presense this morning.
Nighttime is hard. Some nights you are so exhausted but you dread going to sleep because your thoughts invade you and you can’t sleep. The worrying, the grief, the stress, the bills, the wonderment of is he really gone?
Stopping and slowing down and thinking is when you start to drown again. The sorrow overcomes. At the same time you know sleep is the one thing you require to keep going. You must sleep. You must keep going. And you must carry on.
Meet the Author (me)
Driven by a need to help others. I have known from a young age that this is what I wanted to do. This is my very real, somewhat sarcastic, look into my newfound widowhood. I hope this site will help you as much as it helps me.