The day has been full. Work was good. No seminary class tonight - I am excited to be able to be home for a change. Drew and I get a movie to watch. But after we eat, I am suddenly done in. Just when I was congratulating myself on the low impact of the chemo and the benefits of the Vitamin B12 shots. Suddenly I know that I must go to bed. Now. It is not quite 8 pm, but there is no help for it. I need to rest.
I count on my fingers. 8 to 9, 9 to 10 . . . until I reach 6am. It will be a full ten hours of sleep. What if I sleep for a few hours, then wake up and can't get back to sleep? It will throw my schedule off. And tomorrow I do have an evening class. Ah, well.
I brush my teeth, wash my face, slather lotion on the dry skin of my arms and legs, slide into my summer jammies, and curl up in the middle of my cozy mattress, stretching my spine and crossing my arms across my shoulders. Oh, wait. I forgot to read my Divine Hours. I turn on the light and reposition my glasses. Almighty God, grant me and those I love a peaceful night and a perfect end. Amen.
I close my eyes against the bright sunshine pouring in my window. I shut out the squeak of the toy Sugar is playing with. I tune out the movie Drew is watching. God's peace envelops me. I drift off, dreaming of beaches and oceans and birds singing.
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