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November 20, 2004
Thank God this week is over
I need some real rest.
Not just sleep, but rest.
My body is tired.
My mind is tired.
My spirit is tired.

Why is it that we sometimes push ourselves to the point of total exhaustion?
Sure, we know its not good for us,
but still we push on.

I Love my Grandbaby with all that I am.
I lose sleep just watching her sleep.
Afraid that Im going to miss something.
She wakes me sometimes to share the smallest thing.
To tell me that SpongeBob is on.
To tell me she has juice.
To tell me she saw a bee.
She wakes me to tell me Nite-Nite.

Nite-Nite Granny's Baby.