I feel like I can breathe easier in two ways.
One, my lungs. Something seems to have kickstarted them into beginning to heal. I’ve been taking the zinc, vitamin C, vitamin D and melatonin like the hospital told me too and just in the nick of time, I think they started holding up my immune system. How about that?!
Do I faint still? Well, ya, but less often!! And my voice is less, well, raspy might not be the right word, less like someone who smokes 12 packs of cigarettes per day and chases them down with the cheapest whiskey possible. All good news.
And, if my sign was actually my sign, then the mother has read my message, not berated me and at the, absolute very least, has heard my voice.
That was the last piece. It’s been nagging at me for decades. I feel as though a small little cage has been opened in my soul to make room for something happy.
Thank goodness for signs and for those who send them.
It’s nearly Christmas. It feels off this year. My girls will not be here. My father has not called or sent his gifts. There are minefields surrounding some relationships. I have difficulty finding the line where things should and should not be posted. I’m sure you’ve noticed that I’m pretty much open to disclosing just about everything. I’m like that. Ask me a personal question and I WILL answer! Chatty Kathy. This one has me perplexed though. Aren’t you glad that I brought it up?!
Anyway!!!!! Thanksgiving was perfect. The husband had four days off and we had zero company. We literally slept when we wanted, ate when we wanted at all hours of the night and day. We watched Christmas movies until our eyes blurred and I sat in the comfort of my own home while Christmas shopping my butt off. It was peaceful and warm and felt like a cozy blanket. Christmas will be the same. No schedules. Not timelines. No stress. It will be lovely regardless of the strangeness.
Have to go,
Me
Ok, one of my very favorite, non religious, Christmas songs:
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