Today was a good day!
I’m sitting here after a glorious day. A day most people take for granted.
This week we celebrate Thanksgiving in the US. It is a time to reflect and be thankful.
Today I am thankful for good days!
Most people wake up in the morning, and simply start their day, without a thought about it. The first thing I do when I wake up is take stock of how I feel, and decide if I can make it to the bathroom alone or if I need to call for help. Today I awoke to find myself feeling…good…I mean really good. This is so unusual lately I was surprised, and very grateful because Stuart wasn’t home. I got up, did my morning routine, with aw. As I walked down the stairs I realized I hadn’t been downstairs since last Thursday, and that wasn’t for long.
I had a little to eat and decided to sit out on the back porch and enjoy the sun. Today was a beautiful day!
Stuart was home soon and surprised to find me outside, and feeling so good. Not just OK, but good. I wanted to get out of the house, but wanted to make sure I didn’t over do it again. We decided to take a drive, but right before we left I started to feel a little off. Head a bit swimmy, so I decided to take some medication, just in case. So we jumped in the Bug and put the top down. We drove to a town near by, stopped at a drive in fast food restaurant, and had a treat. We came home and I decided I still had some energy to spare, so we cut back the dead flowers, and I cut the herbs I could save after the last frost and hung them to dry.
Stuart went to the mailbox and I was so tickled to find a card from one of my favorite people. A friend of mine’s daughter, Ayla, she’s 10 years old. They live in Tucson so I rarely get to see them, but for every occasion she sends me a card, normally with a drawing included. She knows how much I treasure her drawings. You can see her drawing at the top of the post. Yes, that is a penguin in the hot air balloon. Ayla, loves penguins. Isn’t she the best?
Yes, you are right, it was last Monday that I felt so good. So what is it about Mondays? It’s not like my weekends are any different from every other day. I said to Stuart, “So, am I just going to feel good on Mondays?” He said, “No, you’ll feel good tomorrow, you have an appointment with Dr. Kaylie, and you’ll feel good on the 5th, you have an appointment with Dr. Gray.” I just sighed, knowing he was probably right.
Isn’t that often the way? We can feel like crap for the longest time, then the day we go see the doctor, we feel better.
I hate to even say this, but I kind of wish I would feel bad tomorrow, so my doctor could see what I’m going through. *cringe* I know I really shouldn’t say that out loud…or even write it.
Here’s to never taking a good day for granted, and enjoying the small things.
I decided that was enough. I’m not going to push it.
Picnic with Ants 
Hooray for good days 🙂 Just take the good ones and make sure you enjoy them, im so glad you had a nice time xxx Most people get monday-itis, so its great you are having some good mondays 😉
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It’s a funny thing that the car that makes a grinding noise every time you turn left refuses to make the noise for the mechanic and our bodies that torture us constantly suddenly act like they are doing ok when we go to the doctor! It’s like some kind of universal law. I’m very glad you had a good day and that you and Stuart were able to share some fun together.
Cheers to good days!
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So glad you had a glorious day!
I could relate to taking assessment each day when you wake up and the joy of having a good day with less pain…of just feeling more normal. I remember how I took my body for granted. Took my physical abilities for granted…to just be able to go places when I wanted to, get down on my knees, pick up a heavy box, walk for hours…
Now I have glorious small days, but they are even more precious to me…and more appreciated and filled with gratitude.
Have a glorious Thanksgiving!! 🙂
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Oh, and I love Ayla’s drawing! I can see why these are precious to you! 🙂
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Rita, Ayla is a very special girl. My mantle is filled with cards and drawings from her. Her mother is Japanese, and they travel to Japan every summer, each year she sends me little mementos. I have cards for every holiday, even just a Happy Spring card. All with some drawing. Her father’s family is not…ummm…how shall I say…loving, kind, giving….ah, you get the picture. And over the years her father has become so self centered…it breaks my heart. I asked Ayla’s mom what she wanted for her birthday, and Ayla was just thrilled that I remembered her birthday, no one on her father’s side did, not even her grand mother. She told her mom that I was much more family than anyone else. Doesn’t your heart just swell? I haven’t seen her in 2 years. Since I got sick again. I miss her and her mother so much. I hope we can go for a visit around February.
I’m glad you liked her drawing. It’s actually very small, she made a post card, so the resolution isn’t the best.
love my Ayla!! wendy
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I so hope the surgery goes amazingly well and that you will be able to visit with that little sweetheart in February and often!! She is imbedded in your heart. 🙂
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AAAHHHH….a good day! Those days are such a gift! So cool to get out with Stuart driving with the top down….sounds wonderful.
Happy Thanksgving my Friend. Praying for you for your surgery Wendy.
mo
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