Recovery
In an effort to feel whole, again, I forced myself to get out of the lounge wear. I took a long bath and painted my toes. Afterward I pulled on a long sundress and walked around the backyard, such as it is, until my hair dried. I listened to my iPod and watched.
That's it. I just watched.
We have flowers that are balanced on long stems and I watched them flutter in the breeze. The dogs, Hermione and BB, rolled around in the grass. For a few beautiful moments I had a ladybug on my hand. Its legs tickled.
I wanted to push the pause button. Just sit in the middle of the grass and let everything happen. For a brief minute I didn't feel guilty, or lazy. The weather was warm, in the 80's, but without the overwhelming humidity that usually marks the climate here.
I miss that.
Today I am back to the housework grind. I would like to put effort in to writing, but I am afraid to make promises to myself. I know that I have a list of tasks to complete and, depending on my energy level, I might have time to write once they are done.
That's it. I just watched.
We have flowers that are balanced on long stems and I watched them flutter in the breeze. The dogs, Hermione and BB, rolled around in the grass. For a few beautiful moments I had a ladybug on my hand. Its legs tickled.
I wanted to push the pause button. Just sit in the middle of the grass and let everything happen. For a brief minute I didn't feel guilty, or lazy. The weather was warm, in the 80's, but without the overwhelming humidity that usually marks the climate here.
I miss that.
Today I am back to the housework grind. I would like to put effort in to writing, but I am afraid to make promises to myself. I know that I have a list of tasks to complete and, depending on my energy level, I might have time to write once they are done.
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