The weather has triggered every muscle in my body. I’m in severe pain in places I didn’t remember having. I did make it to the store to pick up a small lunch, but the rest of the day will be spent curled up on the couch with tea and ibuprofen.
A young lady told me Happy Mother’s Day earlier. I smiled and said “Thank you very much!” with as much enthusiasm as I could push out. My policy is that there’s no good reason to get defensive when someone is being kind. She didn’t harm me. It’s no different than saying Merry Christmas or Happy Halloween or any other holiday to someone who doesn’t celebrate it. I feel that the best thing to do is be considerate, say thank you, and move on. So that’s what I do.
My life is very different from what I planned. I’m sure nobody plans to be chronically ill and disabled. Even though I grew up wanting to be a parent, and I cared for a lot of great kids in my younger years, it’s honestly a relief that I didn’t pass down my DNA. I’m glad for those who happily chose to take that journey, and they have my love and well wishes, but I envy no one. That doesn’t mean I accept my circumstances, but that I endure them to the best of my ability in both body and mind. It’s the only thing I can do, so I will try to do it right.
Good day to all.
