Insomnia

This insomnia is getting old. So is being cooped up. This sprained foot has really put a damper on the new year. I know Emma is feeling out of sorts and really missing her daddy. Tonight at prayer time, without prompting, she said, "God, please bless my daddy and keep him safe and keep me safe, and please let my daddy know that I'm safe with my mommy and please let him come home soon." Broke my heart. She is really doing well at gymnastics. She is the best on the balance beam and can do a cartwheel as well. Tomorrow it is supposed to snow. We'll see how that turns out ;) I would welcome some, just so that Emma can play in it, but I also am dying to get out of here. I've been trying to think of how to fix up the house and make it marketable without a lot of money. No brilliant revelations yet ;) maybe I can get some sleep and plan tomorrow. Today's song: "please come home soon."