My sleep schedule is bizarre to say the least.

I often sleep in two or three hour increments. My pain wakes me at all hours. My body will abruptly insist that I go lay down – no matter what I’m doing. I can even sleep for a few hours sitting straight up (my family hates that trick so much).

And – between pain and anxiety – Henry and I are so often awake all the night long.

Sometimes this can make my anxiety even worse, if I’m already really struggling.

However, if I’m awake due to pain and not anxiety, it’s a peaceful time to sit and work and read and stay distracted.

Calm and quiet.

Plenty of time to think and pray and write.

I’m slowly learning to accept and embrace what is – including the long nights.

Be well, everybody.

Grace and Blessings.