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The Season
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So here we are....it's mid December.
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Last year at this time the
house was decorated to the max, the fireplace mantel was
laden with boughs, bows, pinecones, twinkling lights and
outside our home was a winter wonderland of lights moving
to the music.
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This year, I've not been able to find my way into the 'swing' of things,
even though I'm generally the proverbial 'Love Christmas
Lady'. I do have my tree up and I did work on the village
display, but the usual array of Christmas splendor is still
sitting in boxes in my hallway....so it's probably time to put
them away.
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If the truth be known, I'm as far removed from the season as
I could possibly be....and lately I seem to find myself hanging on
by a very fragile thread, so to speak.
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My body comprehends that this 'thing' we are living with is so
much bigger than I am and as a result,
I am so very tired.
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The woman who generally believes she can 'do it all', has had two
panic attacks in four nights, so obviously she's not as adept
as she thought she was in recognizing her limitations.
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Someone very wise once advised me to take care of myself
so that I could be effective and I thought I had....
but I was wrong.
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Nonetheless, I am grateful for friends that
have been there
in caring, thoughtful ways.....
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....I thank you....
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