It is 4am and I am up again. The last three nights have been sleepless. The last 6 months have truly been trials...going from test to test treatment to treatment to "we are going to try this and then that"....
I haven't given this illness a voice...or even acknowledged it. But in these morning hours I find it important to acknowledge it. If it be in my anger, stress, hurt or frustration, OK. I see you. You exist.
Although these weeks and months have been a trial, I find that I am in the best place I could be. I have a great job who has been completely supportive and I love my work. I have an incredible man in my life who supports me unconditionally. My family is a thread that is strength to me. All in all, I can not complain.
Life has been a good one.
So despite the fact that I am physically tired, a little frustrated and somewhat bummed, I am still grateful.
Things have been very hectic, but they are good. The gardens are growing faster than I can keep up with so I know that I am going to have to minimize them for next year. Bruto is amazing! He is so affectionate and sweet.
A few weekends ago, Terry and I went to a balloon festival and it was the neatest thing. At night, they had a "balloon glow". They had the hot air balloons on the grounds at night and hit the torches to make the balloons glow...it was pretty cool!
Anyway...just a bunch of babble. I haven't made the time to get on here and blog, but I will get better...because I believe that I am physically getting better!!! (o=
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