COVID-19: Day 82: Early Mornings

Sunrise over cloudy mountain ridge

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My sleep pattern is really off — even for me.  It’s stress and tension and worry and current affairs.  It’s not quite 5 a.m., and I’ve been up for well over an hour.

For most of my adult life, I was a night owl.  Then I entered the halcyon days of going to bed at 10 p.m. with a book and waking at 6 or 7 a.m.  Then the Evil Menopause occurred, and sleep became elusive.  I’m either past that or have made peace with it, but now I’m stuck on the to-bed-by-8 and up at 4 a.m. pattern.  This is a problem.

It’s even more of a problem now because between 8 p.m. and 4 a.m. I’m up multiple times.  For water, to pee, to stare at the screen, to stare at the wall.  My mind churns, and my spirit is disturbed.

With current affairs being what they are (mayhem), I am sleep deprived.  I punctuate my late afternoon with a long nap, but I don’t think I’m getting enough hours in a row.  My dreams are vivid and, often, disturbing.  Working, writing, and tending to life’s daily chores are hard.

I need some peace, but that seems unlikely.  So.  I need to learn how to navigate this turmoil.  These are momentous times — I need to be sharp.


What Needs Saying. . .

img_3419Last summer, you may recall that I was in all a dither getting ready to go to Spain where Chef Boy ‘R Mine (real name Jeremy) was to marry The World’s Best Daughter-in-Law (real name Vanessa) in a destination wedding on the island of Ibiza.  It was a fairytale wedding.  It was, by far, the best wedding I’ve ever been to.

Jeremy and Vanessa met on and they live in Atlanta.

They dated for quite a while before I met Vanessa.  I finally got to meet her 4th of July weekend in 2017.   Like Jeremy, I was instantly in love with her.  She is one of those genuinely kind people that is always gracious.  Always.  She is also Black, from what Trump referred to as a shit-hole country — Haiti.

Atlanta was under curfew last night.  With the National Guard.

I expressed my worry.  With the arrogance of youth, he tried to assure me.

I told him that I’m the mom and I have to worry.

I will worry.

I will worry even more when there are grandchildren.

Please watch the video below.  Please.  Watch all of it.  And repost it.  This is a wise woman and she speaks truth.


The whole article about this protest march and T. C. Clemons can be found here.