I Can’t Sleep

I want to sleep.

But when I close my eyes, I worry about my grand babies who are running fevers in Cleveland, a hotspot in this war against an unseen enemy that rages across the world.

I worry about my daughter who just took a 30-day leave and her partner who didn’t. So far away.

I worry about my students and the kids at school who depend on the campus to be a safe place.

I worry about my parents. My mom’s lungs have been awful her entire life. My dad has to take medicine that destroys his immune system but helps his arthritis. They’ve been so careful, but….

I worry about the damn yearbook that I love.

I can’t sleep. I want to. I’m so tired. But I can’t.

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