I didn't sleep well last night. I think it was from the four hour nap I took yesterday afternoon. I went to bed around 11, tried falling asleep around 11:30, and didn't actually fall into a sound sleep until somewhere around 2. I tried to make up for the lack of sleep by sleeping in, which almost worked if it wasn't for our dog whining for an hour because he was bored of being in his kennel. Soon, he'll wish he was bored in his kennel in the room that he shares with A when I kick him out to the garage for the winter.
I kid, I kid.
Sorta.
However, I'm doing pretty well. I'll just be ready for bed when it comes. I'm still trying to adjust to the Fall Back. Even if my body thinks it was really Spring Forward and has me awake way later than normal. Maybe I'm just secretly wishing a bunch of women around my dining room table with the game Last Word in play.
Today we attended the funeral of Bryan's HS friend. Once I had seen his picture, I realized I had met him once or twice. The stories that were told were great. So funny, such wonderful memories. They made me laugh aloud even though I didn't get to witness them first hand. I guess he was a riot. And the stories proved it.
There was a huge bouquet of balloons in the foyer that read, "Happy Trails," "We'll miss you," "Happy Retirement," "See You Later." And goofy ones picturing Cookie Monster and Spongebob. Even one in the shape of a flamingo. I guess he was just that goofy kind of guy.
Some of his friends even sported flip-flops and toenail polish. Guy friends, mind you.
The coolest thing, I thought, was that, although his family was grieved by the loss of this incredible person, there was hardly any tears, no remorse. Just wonderful stories, laughable moments, sharing happy and precious memories. They even talked about how all he wanted was for everyone else to know Christ as he knew Him.
I think that's beautiful.
It is sad that such a person was lost at such a young age, but God works through everything. Praise Him for that.
Sorry that your sleep pattern is messed up. Maybe by March you will be on track?! ha. Then it will be time to spring forward. ; )
ReplyDeleteSo sorry to hear that a young life has ended. The memorial sounds like a testament to how he lived his life. That had to be comforting to all in attendance.
Rest well.
Sounds like a wonderful tribute to Bryan's friend! Praise God for those kinds of memories and farewells by wearing flip flops and nail polish! All of that will help the family who loved him so much.
ReplyDeleteHope you sleep well tonight
I wouldn't mind playing a rousing game of Last Word ;)
I too am sorry to hear about that young life that has ended. Like Linda said though, "what a testament to how he lived his life".
ReplyDeleteWas that game the one we played and I made all that noise? That was fun!