Tonight several things have triggered thoughts. I have a distinct memory about every room in my house:
Living Room- Scraping off old stick on tile pieces.
Kitchen - Washing dishes
My bedroom - Her always peeking in when she came over to be nosy
Guest bedroom - Her sleeping there once because her CO alarm kept going off in the middle of the night.
Family Room- Her hating yellow, and letting me know every time she came over.
Around 11pm, I knew sleep wasn't coming. I did a load of laundry hoping to become sleepy. In the midst of that I grabbed my phone, thinking she would call because she notice a light on in my house. Then I thought she can't, Granny is dead. Dead, Granny is dead!
I am thankful for Netflix, I turned on a movie, still no sleep. Around 2am I went and took a nice hot steamy shower, I think I might be a little more relaxed now. I am finally yawning. I took a melatonin, hopefully that will help. I have turned on another movie. Hopefully sleep is coming soon. More praying and hopefully going to fall asleep. I love you, Granny.
"When thou liest down, thou shalt not be afraid: yea, thou shalt lie down, and thy sleep shall be sweet.” Proverbs 3:24
“Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.” Matthew 5:4