March 29, 2017

lost in spring...

Spring blossomed early last week, but I just took down the last of the snowflakes this afternoon. The painted buntings are fluttering around the feeder in the backyard, and I'm still struggling to breathe, still trying to keep with the day to day. I feel better, then I don't... and I'm just tired. Not to mention, tired of being tired - and kind of tired of talking about it. But here, in this little corner of my world, it all spills out.

Last weekend I rested under the trees, dappled with the sunlight that streamed through and warmed my soul. It was glorious to just be still... and not feel the beckoning of the household to-do list.

This is my kind of list...
Feet up? Check.
Enjoy the cool breeze? Check.
Mind wandering here and there and nowhere? Check.
Glorious. And just what I needed.

I thought that this Monday, unlike last Monday and the one before, I could rally myself into feeling great. It's still a work in progress, but isn't everything?

Today I'm armed with a new round of prednisone, and I'm hoping it will be the last... but even if it's not, all is well with my soul.


Southern Gal said...

I love how you are seeing the good in Him all around you even when you aren't feeling 100%. I pray you are back to yourself soon and this last round will be the one that does the trick!

Pam said...

Bless your heart...not feeling well isn't any fun. And you've had more than your share of health stuffs. Hugs. I'm so thankful you could get out and breathe some fresh air and forget the 'to do' list for a moment. Those times are good for your soul. I hope you're feeling better in no time, my friend.

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