I can't believe I've been writing these Nightly Posts for 100 nights now. It started because I couldn't sleep during those first six weeks and thought it would be a good way for others who couldn't sleep for the same reason to interact in the middle of the night and support each other.
It doesn't yet seem to be used for that reason, but it could be someday. It helps me to write a little each night regardless, and as Dr. Phil used to say, “People only do things when it serves some kind of purpose for them,” so it must be useful to you, who view this sometimes or even daily. I'm happy about that!
There were some tears today upon reading the email that is from the Grief Weekend we'll be attending May 5-7th. It will be emotional I'm sure, but I am looking forward to it.
This evening has been nice. Hubby and I took our first hike in a month. Perfect temp (low 60s) and it's nice to see little wildflowers I don't get to see on my usual walks. I remembered that yesterday “S” and I had looked at my small strawberry patch and saw 3 that were just red, but another day would be better, so I went to pick them when we got back. 2 of the 3 had been eaten by something, but here's the third. I'll eat it tomorrow! It's only about an inch big. 😂
My oldest brother still calls me every week to ten days to check up on me, so we had a nice chat, although we depressed ourselves a bit about the state of our country. I might have said that I've pretty much dropped out of knowing much except what I catch from reading the few substacks I do, or if hubby tells me something big. Honestly, I recommend doing that. Get out in nature instead!
I think here on post 100, I'll announce that any future subscription money that comes in for now will go to the Morgan Smith Memorial Beach Volleyball Scholarship, instead of Grace's of Gurley, which is where any has gone til now.