Sleepless nights have become the ordinary...The other side of the bed screams EMPTY! I no longer fight the night; I embrace it. 

Prayers

Many override the ticking clock... I take the night watch... not so much for me, but for the growing list of friends with debilitating disease... 

Praise

I open the Psalms and whisper my Hallel along with the moon and shining stars.  That's what the brokenhearted need to illuminate the dark hours.