We went for a series of three short walks yesterday. By “short” I mean that we alternated covering the distance between our front door and the corner; swapping out three of our kiddos in succession. I did the equivalent of 3/4 of a block in walking. This was followed by a pain pill not long after. I vaguely remember falling asleep on James after he started a “007” movie.
I love “James Bond”, and am rather frustrated that I fell asleep for the first time ever to one of these brilliant creations!
I am told that the movie started around 7 pm. I woke up with James’ alarm, started coffee, hugged him, and fell asleep again until 10 am.
I had every intention of showering, starting supper and organizing my bedroom for the upcoming surgery. Instead, I have a sweatshirt over my pjs, and despite the two cups of coffee and vitamins, I am still groggy.
I am learning that resting is part of healing.
Once upon a time I knew this.
Recently, though I think that I have donned the “superwife, supermom, superfriend, superbusy, superwriter” cape, and I have failed to simply be.
So, to fix it; I am snuggling into my favorite blanket…and taking a nap.
May you rest well, and be fully refreshed as you endeavor to be fully present…wherever you are.