Jet Lag
I am once again home... Florida home. For the past few days, I've been California home... for the last time, really. Richard will complete the last part of our move next week end. Then we will be Florida residents all round.
I arrived at the Sacramento airport yesterday morning and at the Orlando airport this morning... flight delays, changes of connections, typical air travel stuff, I guess... and once again, I slept all day after my arrival. The sleep of the near dead. The sleep that dries out the open mouth and makes the throat sore. The sleep in which there is no repositioning of the body so when one is finally roused, not all one's parts wake up at the same time.
I am still very tired. God is teaching me, slow learner that I am, to listen to my body, so as I praise His name for a safe trip home, for a home to come to, for a wonderful daughter who took care of our dogs (the Aliens) and found me at the airport this morning... as I praise God for all this and for you, I will bid you good night and go back to bed early. I am Jet Lagged!
I arrived at the Sacramento airport yesterday morning and at the Orlando airport this morning... flight delays, changes of connections, typical air travel stuff, I guess... and once again, I slept all day after my arrival. The sleep of the near dead. The sleep that dries out the open mouth and makes the throat sore. The sleep in which there is no repositioning of the body so when one is finally roused, not all one's parts wake up at the same time.
I am still very tired. God is teaching me, slow learner that I am, to listen to my body, so as I praise His name for a safe trip home, for a home to come to, for a wonderful daughter who took care of our dogs (the Aliens) and found me at the airport this morning... as I praise God for all this and for you, I will bid you good night and go back to bed early. I am Jet Lagged!
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