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Five Minute Friday: So Tired

December 2, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

Lisa Jo asks us to write for five minutes today on tired.

I think I know a little about that.

I can tackle five minutes.

Just five minutes though.

Because I’m so . . . tired.

GO

The tables were beautiful, draped in white linen and scattered with Hobby Lobby pirate gold coins.

Mom would have loved that. She was the Coin Queen.

Purple napkins in the goblets.

People meeting and eating.

Cousins reunited.

Simple Gifts/Lord of the Dance and Amazing Grace still ringing in our ears.

We foiled and plastic wrapped the leftover food.

I don’t remember stumbling into the living room.

I don’t remember curling up in a ball in the corner of the sofa, head on its back, still wearing my black fake leather jacket.

I don’t remember falling asleep.

I do remember entering the conversation going on in the room, but I probably wasn’t very coherent.

So.

Tired.

It’s not like we didn’t know this was coming while were still at the Cottage.

We could have planned all along.

But as Sissy said, when we wanted to play when Mom was awake.

Or hang with Dad

Or otherwise just do something mindless.

Not plan.

So it’s been a busy, busy week.

So.

Tired.

STOP!

I’ll refresh tired bodies; I’ll restore tired souls. ~Jeremiah 31:25 (Message)

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  1. Lynn Mosher says

    December 2, 2011 at 11:18 pm

    I’m so sorry, sweetie. I know this Christmas will be hard for you. The first one without a loved one is always so hard. I hope you will be able to get some rest and take care of yourself. Praying for peace and comfort for you and the family. Love you!

  2. Sheila says

    December 3, 2011 at 12:04 am

    You chose wisely, how to spend those precious days.

    God bless you. Rest well.

  3. Beth says

    December 3, 2011 at 1:32 am

    You write so beautifully!
    The words you share of your life and love of those around you paint such rich pictures of beauty.
    May God wrap His loving rms around you as you rest in Him and are restored.
    Blessings

  4. diana says

    December 3, 2011 at 2:15 am

    Oh, how I know this tired, Sandy. The details of remembering are good in so many ways – they offer a kind of buffer space for the pain that will come when it all quiets down again. But as soon as the last guest has left, the adrenaline sag hits bigtime. Sleep as much as you can, dear Sandy. Be oh-so-good to yourself. Hang out with the ones you love, get a massage, re-read lovely notes, write in your journal (if you keep one), take lots and lots of naps. You need physical and emotional replenishment now, Sandy. The road of grief will begin soon. You need to be ready for it. Love, love, love.

  5. Carolyn Counterman says

    December 3, 2011 at 4:59 am

    Sandra, it is tiring – all these things that “could have” been planned, but spending time with loved ones was more important. Soaking up those last touches, the last giggles, the last sparks in beautiful eyes… that is so important and all the “stuff” can come later. But when it comes, it wears you out. I am praying for God to give His supernatural rest and comfort to you. We are now bonded by losing our mothers in this year of 2011. Let’s not let that be our only bond, though. 🙂

  6. Megan Willome says

    December 3, 2011 at 8:17 am

    Re-read what Diana commented. She’s exactly right.

    I remember sleeping through a girls’ lunch I had been looking forward to for a month.

    love you, Sandy.

  7. Louise G says

    December 3, 2011 at 8:18 am

    In all the preparations, in all the planning of what needs to be done, we cannot plan for after they’re gone. If we did, we’d miss the opportunity to play while they are here. And that is most important of all.

    What a wonderful gift you gave to you and your family and your mother. What a beautiful gift you are in this world.

    Hugs

  8. Carol J. Garvin says

    December 3, 2011 at 10:51 am

    Body, mind and spirit are exhausted. I pray for God’s replenishing for you.

  9. linda Glaz says

    December 3, 2011 at 12:45 pm

    Sitting her yawning. How about writing on the Energizer Bunny next time???
    hehehe

  10. Lyla Lindquist says

    December 3, 2011 at 1:47 pm

    I was just going to tell you to do all those things that Diana said. But Megan already told you to.

    Those two, they’re pretty wise, you know?

    Love you Sandy. Asking Him to give you those things you most need.

  11. S. Etole says

    December 3, 2011 at 4:01 pm

    It’s a wonderful thing God promises us through the words of Jeremiah. But it seems to take time. Please give yourself the gift of that time.

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