Relief is in sight. I haven't dreamt of death in 3 days now. I lie down, close my eyes and I am then lost to oblivion until I again wake. Peaceful sleep, reenergizing sleep.... the kind of sleep people miss from childhood. Now I face a different challenge. This upcoming week I will be leaving for a 9 hour trip to my grandmother's house. Ever since grandpa she fell apart more than anyone, so someone needs to be up there with her. Alas, its me. Tyrone is going to drive me up there, and back even! So sweet. I look forward to seeing her again, even as a broken woman. She is strength to me. The strongest woman I know. Wish me luck guys because I have no idea what's going to happen, and I seriously fear the unknown. Wish me luck, pray for me, and send so much love my way I feel it that far.