weigh heavy,
dragging at my soul
a beckoning clarity
gleams impossibly distant, remote
In memory of my mother:
Bereaved
Grief
Lament
Missing Her
One Crossing
Grievous Loss
Mourning
weigh heavy,
dragging at my soul
a beckoning clarity
gleams impossibly distant, remote
Thinking of you. Be sure you remember to take care of yourself. Both your parents would want that.
I am having trouble sleeping. Once I wake up – almost always 6 hours after I go to sleep – I’m awake and unable to return to sleep, no matter how tired I feel. (I’ve always needed 8 to 8-1/2 hours of sleep to feel truly rested.) Jeff is still doing all the cooking, so I am well fed. And I’m hoping to return to the gym soon. I know the exercise will do me good.
You are in my thoughts and prayers. I hope you are taking good care of yourself as well.