Six months ago I was in the hospital, not able to walk. I had lost all feeling from the waist down and felt like shit, to put it mildly. I was scared, very scared, cried a ton, cried some more and lived for my visitors, especially my husband and kiddos. Two weeks in a hospital is enough for me, or anyone. It was a life changing experience and pushed me into a totally new area of life and living. I had to re-birth myself, yet again, a phoenix from the ashes as my friend Barbara would say. I used a walker, a bath seat, hobbled from wall to wall, endured hours of therapy, had to purchase new shoes that wouldn't fall off because I couldn't feel my feet and had those horrible "hospital nightmares". This wasn't me. Who was this person? Who likes accepting shitty situations? I sure didn't.
|This is what I like to think about when times seem tough!|
Today when I came from work, I stepped out the front door to check the mail. Much to my surprise, I almost tripped over this beautiful and unsuspecting package sitting patiently at my doorstep. I glanced twice. It looked like there was a card on top for me... and underneath the card was this amazing looking cake. Really and truly....for me....this was too good to be true. I ran inside with this gorgeous caramel colored apple cake.... riddled with creamy frosting and quickly opened the card on top. It was a card and cake from my dear friend Angela. (the cake was quickly disappearing).....
|Hanging out on the beaches of Mexico isn't bad either.|
Last week, we had a major celebration at my house. We were celebrating the fact that I was walking again, dancing, blogging and living life to the fullest. (I also sold my walker and bath seat at a deep discount to a sweet older gentleman at a garage sale... it was cause for celebration) It was a thank you party to all those who showed me their amazing love and kindness while I was in the hospital and recovering. I can not even tell you the beautiful friends I have. Angela was one of those dear friends who wrote me encouraging emails while I was in that horrible place we call a hospital. She could not make our party, but was sweet enough to bring this beautiful cake over and drop it at my front door. That is what you call the perfect ending to your day. Who does that? People like Angela who have huge hearts and are ready to share their love with the world. Unexpected gifts are truly the ones that make the heart sing!
|I also like to sit on stony beaches and make towers......|
After leaving the hospital, I was reborn into a new body. Even thought my new body has some lingering "issues", I have gained so much more in spirit! I have re-discovered cooking and baking in a way I never would have thought possible. I have found a way to make peace with my "dis-ease" and have remembered to take time for me! My time is much more important to me and every moment I have to be healthy and happy brings me bliss. Sometimes.... when push comes to shove... we realize that we needed the show to remind us about living life to the fullest in a mindful manner. Sometimes the worst of situations is never really the worst....there is always a bit of hope! Unexpected gifts... I never knew I would fine a silver lining to my grey cloud.
I blog because blogging makes me happy. (quite simple actually) What I realize most of all is that we need to be kind to our bodies, in every way. Do something nice for yourself today. Take a bath, light some candles, sing a song, go for a walk. Give someone an unexpected gift... it will make you happy too! Love yourself and honor what your body is going through. It is always telling you something....
Thank you dear friends....much love.... megancita! xoxoxo ♥♥♥