I have late stage Lyme disease, several co-infections and viruses. I know I’ve had it most all of my 66 years. Not a day goes by that I don’t have horrific symptoms. I do what little bit I can even though it isn’t nearly what I’d like to be able to do. I miss walking. I miss friends. I’m shunned, misunderstood, judged and have lost a lot of people in my life—many in the Lyme community can relate to those very things. I try to enjoy what life I’ve been dealt. Through the grace of God I’m still here.
I love this little photo I ran across. I don’t have a beagle, but I have two sweet kitties that are always near that I absolutely adore. I love to look out the window when it snows and watch it gently falling and swirling to the ground, making everything pure white, sparkly and new. I love drinking a hot mug of rose hip and hibiscus tea with honey as it warms the cockles of my heart. I love to read but haven’t felt like it for a very long time, so hoping soon I’ll start enjoying my simple little life again.
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