It's the wee, small, dark hours of the day with dawn still an hour away. I've a candle lit and coffee in my cup. Just relaxing and hoping the throbbing in my head will ease. This series of migraines has been running just over a week now. The last couple of days they've been more intense to the point of disturbing my sleep. The meds I would normally take when I hurt like this aren't an option. They make me sleepy and less aware not something I can do with Mum as she is. OTC meds have their limits/restrictions and so I am mostly unmedicated and weary.
It's the wee dark hours of both the day and my spirit ... just waiting for the light of dawn. Blessed be y'all.