Welcome to 2015.
My Christmas was wonderful - new cookbooks and great movies. Socks. Gift cards.
My New Year celebration was wonderful - full of new friends and delightful conversation.
My Anniversary was sweet, and tender, and everything you could possibly ask of someone.
I had hoped to begin something new this year. To walk through these months with no more strenuous an effort than my slow climb back to active, healthy and ready for what's new.
I'm waiting instead.
Something is wrong, and I'm waiting to hear if more surgery is immediately warranted.
I don't have answers. I don't have reasons. I have a body in full revolt and as skilled as I may be in negotiations, I fall well short of being able to negotiate a stop to all this. So I will continue to do what I can: eat as healthfully as I can, do the stretches and minimal exercise I can, take my medication and wait.
I hold out hope that this year will fulfill some of the promise a change always offers but never guarantees.
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