For the last two nights I have slept. Like, zonked out, woke-up-with-a-gasp-at-daylight kind of slept. I don’t remember that happening two nights in a row in, well, my oldest daughter is 23 so it’s probably been that long. This morning though, I awoke when Travis locked the door behind him to leave for work. Inwardly I groaned because I didn’t want to get up.
A couple of hours later I awoke again and I inwardly groaned again. I didn’t want to get up. My routine since the house has been on the market is this- wake up, stumble out of bed to the living room and check my phone for texts and e-mails about our property. There have been very few of either lately and so I brace myself every morning for disappointment. It’s really not a very fun way to start the day and if I’m not careful the entire day will be a downward slide. After that I read and pray to stop the sliding and then the girls and I clean in case someone wants to see the house.
This morning was different though. Although I did reluctantly drag myself out of bed and down the hall to the living room to check my phone, this morning I had an e-mail from a friend. And it said this-
Subject- Article that made me think of you.
It’s short, to the point and I think you already have it down. I just wanted to encourage you.