“Both abundance and lack [of abundance] exist simultaneously in our lives, as parallel realities. It is always our conscious choice which secret garden we will tend." - Sarah Ban Breathnach

Friday, February 27, 2009

A Sunny Day

I got a phone call from my friend, Josie. My son had left his pillow at her house the last time he spent the night. She was taking her boys to the park right after school, and she suggested I meet her there to pick it up.

I rarely do things spontaneously -- even less often now that I have CFS. I knew my boys would love it if I did more than just pick up the pillow, so we actually got out to play.

My boys ran like banshees all over the park, laughing and playing with their friends. Josie and I had a nice chat while she pushed her baby in the swing. The sun was warm enough to coax me into taking my sweater off. It felt really, really good to just be outside for awhile.

So, my eyes are twitching right now (my "tell" that I'm overcooked), and my back is a little achy. I've been a little more under the weather than usual the last couple of weeks. I feel a zombie fog coming on. But, I don't think I regret it. Nope, not at all.


Dusty Bogwrangler said...

Fantastic! Sometimes we just have to kick this bloody illness into touch. PJ
posted a poem today about all the things CFS can't touch and a sunny day must be one of them.