I realize I've blogged about this before. Then I was looking for suggestions. Now I think I am just resigned to getting 5 to 6 hours of sleep at most. There are a lot worse things I could be dealing with. Besides, there is something almost furtive about blogging at the hour; it's as if I am a Santa of the Word, leaving little notes on your computer in the middle of the night.
Part of my inability to go back to sleep is Keto's fault. He has the dry itchies and keeps waking up scratching. And, yes, he does sleep with me and, yes, I am a light sleeper so I get what I deserve, right?
And then there is all this travel by my kids right now. Carl and Heather flying to SF last night, Tricia and Amelia flying here in the am, Larry in Chicago, Steve and Robin coming Sunday; it takes a lot of mother-energy to get all those people where they are going safely.
Another blessing...Park and Shar are coming to spend the night so today I am on a wine hunt for the particular cabernet they like. And I am having lunch with old friend Ab Potter whom I have not seen in few years. When I think of all those people that I love I realize how rich my life is. No wonder I can't sleep; I am too busy counting my blessings.
Neihbur was right; the only prayer necessary is 'thank you".
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