You know how you almost hate to say anything when things are going well or you feel good or something like that? Today was one of those good days. For real. I made sure that I told Steve and my children that it was. I feel like that is important since I spend so much of my waking life complaining and griping about this and that.
Way too much this and that.
It's kind of funny really. I spend my work days now analyzing, diagnosing, looking into feelings and emotions that have an impact on the lives of my clients. And yet, I rarely seem to take time to do it myself. Maybe I just don't want to.
So, as I was driving home this afternoon (before dark for the first time in weeks) I thought about what a good day it had been and wondered why.
Was it that I actually slept all night last night?
Was it that I feel myself getting caught up with paperwork?
Is it because last Friday was pay day and I can quit holding my breath after "wedding month"?
Is it that my children are all happy and healthy? For that matter, is it that my entire family is healthier than me right now? (that includes my parents that are both in their 80's)
Is it that I just had a relaxing weekend with Steve, nursing my leg and actually having moments free of pain?
Was it that I was able to get myself more organized today than I've been in weeks?
Who knows? It just was. I embrace it, love it and wish for a return very soon.
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