Middle of the Night

It is 3:54 am.  And I am awake.  Not necessarily happy about that.   I woke up to the olympics playing on the TV.  An American girl (16yo) tied for first place in a swimming event.  It was such a crazy event that the TV blared about it for a while.  It was pretty incredible to watch.  The problem is, now that I am all jazzed up about her tying for first, I cannot get back to my "happy state" and fall back asleep.

So here we are, together in my blog.  I will write about the things in my heart. Every morning I say my prayers and thank my Heavenly Father for the things I get to do.  In fact, I actually get to work a little early, and I spend a few (3-5) minutes in my car just contemplating the day.  My prayers are not only full of thanksgiving.  I pray every day to be clear minded and to be able to learn quickly.  I also pray that I won't make mistakes and that I will catch others' mistakes.  This is important in my world of chemotherapy.  Then I pray for my family.

Oh, I love my family.  I miss being with my kids.  They have all gotten married and have kids of their own.  A few of them have moved quite a distance.  I have not been attentive to those who even live close though, either.  No excuses (though I have them).  I am changing that though.  I am beginning to make the effort to reach back out to them and let them know I will be there for them and that I love them.  In short order, things will be right.

Sorry you had to hear my middle of the night ramblings....I am going to try and go back to bed now.