Monday, March 29, 2010
My daughter Cammy gave me the cutest stuffed sheep for my birthday named: Sleepy Sheepy. She told me I could take it to bed with me to help me sleep. A lovely thought.
Those who know me well know that I rarely sleep well. I've tried many things, but to no avail.
The last time I remember sleeping soundly was when I was serving as a full-time missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I can't really explain why. Perhaps a mix of exhaustion from spreading the Good Word and extra blessings for doing so?
If anyone has any good suggestions for getting a solid 7-8 hour sleep each night. Please let me know.
And Cammy, thanks for the sweet little sheep and the good wishes that came with it.