See, this is the first time since I started school as a wee whippersnapper that I haven’t been gearing up for school in some way.
Embrace moments of joy, hold them close, let them come. They are as unexpected as the tsunami waves of grief which bowl us over, but they help to balance out those times. They give us something to cling to when we feel like we are drowning in pain.
No matter the terror you face in the night, whether it comes from PTSD or worry or a thousand things you need to get done, I promise you that God is enough and if He chooses to use a spouse or a best friend or some random person on the street to encourage you, give Him the glory first. He is worth it. I promise.