Tonight I feel as if every drop of energy has vacated my being. I really dislike thinking, let alone writing, things like this because in comparison to others it is really not that bad. But today I am utterly drained. I fell asleep twice on the couch this evening.
“What is going on with you tonight, Mom?” my oldest questioned.
“I’m just tired.”
This week has caught up with me. This day has caught up with me. And now I just need sleep.
Sara Royston 