Train was running...full steam....going, going, going. Brakes screeched and as quickly as a bird changes direction in the sky so did my health, mood and spirit. A fever was the beginning of an endless assortment of symptoms. Match that up with the first Thanksgiving without my Mom...lots of other drama...and oodles of stress...and you have the perfect recipe for a break down of sorts. I stayed in pj's for days as I battled high temps and aches and pains. I took extra vities, drank lots of tea and even gave into nasal decongestants to be able to catch a few winks. When we need a break and we aren't taking one...our body forces us to.
Then just when I started to feel some relief it moved onto my daughter. Add some new stress. Start December...a month that will be rough as it is...and you find yourself caught somewhere between a scream and a sob. So when a little girl looks up at you with sickly eyes and a face sans color and asks if you can just snuggle for a bit...you listen. When we need a break and we aren't taking one...our heart forces us to.
Blankets, temperature checks, cooking shows and cat naps for a few hours. The world stopped and let a mother and daughter just rest. Physically, mentally and emotionally. I realized while warm and calm in a twin bed watching the food network tucked in with my baby...that I was doing something all over again. My own mother and I would do the same when I was just her very age. Take a day to rest and watch tv and just be. Safe. Quiet. Calm. I feared that the gloomy mood that seemed to be devouring me by the second would last forever. A productive day later I see that it was just a break. I listened. I allowed. I gave in. When we need a break and we aren't taking one...our spirit forces us to.
To my body, my heart and my spirit...I say thanks. To those of you who encouraged me...I thank you even more!
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