I was so incredibly tired last night. I climbed into bed, well before midnight and planned on just passing out and relishing the extra sleep I was going to be giving myself. 

Unfortunately, that sleep never arrived until many hours later.

I laid in bed and closed my eyes but my brain just wouldn’t shutdown. 

Every single thing in my life that causes me stress or worry was being processed last night. I couldn’t stop thinking about my divorce, how it’s impacting the boys and my constant worry about Gavin’s worsening symptoms. 

It seems like such a cruel twist of fate to be so tired and yet unable to sleep.