I didn't sleep well last night so I'm writing earlier today to see if getting to bed earlier helps. Arrested sleep patterns is an unexpected side effect of the mourning process. Even though I've read that grieving impacts sleeping habits, I didn't think I would experience this part of grief. I've always been one who falls asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow, but not lately.
I know part of my weird sleep habits is due to my daughters' softball games, which causes me to write later at night. Sitting at all those softball games has given me a positive side effect.....a killer tan, except for the raccoon eyes. Thus, to even-out the coloration on my face, I decided to watch Maddy's game this afternoon w/o sunglasses. That lasted about five minutes before I could no longer keep my eyes open, and the sunglasses went back on. I remember Mom telling me that she always had this problem too. Most of the outdoor pictures taken of her as a child show her w/ either closed or squinting eyes b/c she couldn't look into the sun. My girls have the same difficulties, which is probably why Kenzie has a sunglasses collection that consists of nearly a dozen and a half pairs, and Maddy's collection is close behind.
The sun may be hard on my eyes, but it has been wonderful for my herbs and flowers. In fact, I noticed while weeding one of my flower beds the other day that I have a beautifully developing mum plant. After 10 years of trying, a mum has finally graced my bed. Mom was the Mum Master and had an amazing assortment of them in front of their house. Since 1999 when we moved to this house, I've tried to get a mum to take hold. I've planted them in different parts of my yard, but nothing seemed to work. Finally, last summer I told Mom that I was done trying to grow Mums. And now during this first summer w/o her, a mum is growing in my garden. I have no doubt who helped it along.
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