Student Stories

Grateful for the Balance Divine Sleep Offers Me

RJ Lisander

I was 38 and worried sick that Monday afternoon. The previous Friday, my husband of twelve years had texted to inform me he that he was canceling the three-day weekend that we had been planning. Instead, he was going to travel by himself to an undisclosed location for an indeterminate period of time. Then, I heard nothing more from him. In the thick silence of the next three days, I went through all the emotions … disbelief, worry, grief, anger, bargaining with a God I did not pray to, grief, anger, bargaining, disbelief, and then more worry. At 4:01 pm…