A Journal Entry:
I had to call in sick from work today. Home is where I sit because the pain is too strong and I feel too weak to try and work the day with dignity. My energy level is so very low that to pick up my teacup is a mountainous struggle. Its weight pains my hand for the medication that I consumed has done little to ease my discomfort. It shocks me to see how fragile my reflection appears.
It has been several weeks since this latest siege has fallen upon me and even the thought of the smallest daily chores is daunting. I have encouraged myself to venture out of doors onto the deck and sit on my swing, swaying back and forth brings me comfort. It is cool in the shade today and the beautiful breeze caresses my fair skin. The rustle of the leaves on the trees sound like quiet music, I hear a train in the distance.
I softly ask the Angels for extra help, for it is in times such as these that they alone hold my body upright when I have not the strength to do it alone. Today I will rest and try to recharge for another tomorrow that promises to be yet another physical challenge.
Photo by Tree of Life Artworks
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