Turning my clocks back tonight
It’s a cold and wet day in Seattle.
The grand kids scored big candy bars last night, and are home happily munching away.
I’m in my home, all snuggled in with my bathrobe and fleece blanket.
A steaming cup of tea is keeping my innards warm, and I’m listening to gentle music, thanks to digital cable.
I had my creatin and potassium levels checked yesterday (those are fine).
The results of the ECHO (Did I have a heart attack?) have not been released yet. I see my doctor later this month, and I’m assuming that no news will be good news.
I was thinking today about my life, how much happier I am now, as compared to last year at this time. I took care of some financial problems, my family moved back into the area, and I’m working hard to be healthier.
Most importantly, I finally took the time to deal with the losses of the past ten years.
How did I do this? In my case, I refused to be responsible for anybody’s problems but my own. I got lots of sleep, took long walks, read books, and allowed myself to feel my feelings. There were some dark days, when I was dealing with the jumbled mass of feelings taking up space within my heart and soul.
And then one day, I took time to acknowledge that I felt better.
So, here I sit on this night that we turn the clocks back, feeling proud that I “made it through the rain” (with thanks to Barry Manilow), and thankful to be where I am right now.
Have a great Saturday night, my friends, and I hope you all get a good rest on this long night.