What a difficult 6 months this has been! I'm worn out, weary, but still fighting.
I've found refuge in things I never imagined myself enjoying:
Running: at the end of the day I find myself eager for my trip to the gym. There is something soul-satisfying about testing the limits of my body.
Cleaning: I hate doing the dishes, laundry, sweeping, mopping... I love coming home to a clean house with clear counter tops and remotes nice stowed away.
Listening: all too easily I am overcome by daily tasks that I forget to enjoy the moment. I've purchased a record player, followed by a trip to goodwill. Now my evenings have beautiful soundtracks with Nat King Cole, Tony Bennett, and Billie Holiday.
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