Yep, I was waiting for Emily’s fly to dive bomb me, but it didn’t happen. I slowly but surely crawled back to life, and as I did I returned with great humility and a sincere appreciation for good health. Here’s what I vowed as I stood up after about two weeks of being horizontal:
1) I will never take feeling good for granted again.
2) I will never ignore my body when it says, “Hey, babe, slow down. Take a break. Do not push until you drop.
3) I will never say, “I’m never sick.”
4) I will have much more empathy for my family and friends when they say they don’t feel well.
So now that I’m up and about and can actually talk . . . I lost my voice on day six. There was some scattered applause, but I ignored it. So back to the talking thing. I have a lot to say as well as a lot to do. I was behind before, but I’m behinder now; however, keeping in mind my vow #2 I intend to ease back into work and play a little less than I’d like.
I want to visit some of my friends online. It’s been ages. *Waves to* Bish, Kelly, Jemi, Beverly, Marcia, Nan, Mel . . . Everybody.
I want to return to my YA WIP that I put on hold at day 16.
I want to share some of what’s happened in my life while I was on that sabbatical.
So I’ll get all of that together and I hope to see you here and there and everywhere again.