It's almost too cold to write these days...
biting winter, never enough layers
Pulling inward...dealing...back to basics
eat (well)...breathe (deep)...shower (hot)...sleep (lots)
Dealing with something I most likely inherited...
that has no cure
but comes complete with a shit ton of vulnerability
thanks ever so much.
And just when you think you're on solid ground...
oh the joy
in this unknown medical history game we all play
and because there is no communication
there is no comfort or answered questions
so am dealing
holistically: "Emphasizing the importance of the whole and the interdependence of its parts."
looking for the bright side
trying not to make any sudden moves
to wake the sleeping giants of fear.
For now just pretending I don't see them
and self medicating with dark chocolate
while dreaming of spring
lots and lots of dandelions
rinse and repeat
(Thanks to all who have sent notes of concern as to my whereabouts and offered comforting words...they mean the world to me xoxo)