During my typical insomniatic spell last night my brain wandered over to the realm of "what would happen to my boys if I died?". It wasn't even a morbid or particularly scared train of thought.... but it helped me tremendously to feel better about where my life is right now.
I felt very needed, and less and less like a trained monkey.
Plus I realized a few things I need to try harder to keep in order. Photos labeled, memories written down, wishes expressed, and the like.
I mean, if you're going to spend 3 hours trying to fall asleep every night, you might as well spend the time improving your perspective, right?
4 comments:
Hey, did you listen to Henry B Eyring's talk or something? OR, did you tell him about your idea? (I'm remembering your post about your idea to write down your spiritual experiences). I thought about you during his talk. You are great, Em, I don't have a smidgen of ambition to do those sorts of things.
3 hours to get to sleep? Oh Em, I'm sorry! At least you are putting the time to good use. There's a lot to be said for people who have as much order and and preparedness as you!
hhmmm, when I can't fall asleep I usually think of less meaningful things like...what to blog about. That's where some of my greatest blogs are born (haa, right). Thanks for giving me some perspective.
Em,
I couldn't sleep last night either. Maybe something genetic!
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