This morning, as I lay between sleep and awake, I heard Scott blow his nose. And instantly I was lying in my twin bed, aching from chemo, and Scott was out of the shower getting ready for the day.
I had to shake my head a couple of times to realize I was in our King-size bed, 3 years later, healthy, and sleeping in.
Interesting what a noise can trigger.
Today I will set my intentions to being grateful for my health and the opportunity to sleep in, not because I'm sick, but because I was tired.
Happy day -