It’s hard to believe we’re almost a full week into the new year. So far for me, not much has been accomplished since I’ve been flattened by a cold/sinus infection/creeping crud. Three mostly restless, sleepless nights have left me a bit on the cranky side. I’m missing my walks a great deal, and with the extraordinarily warm weather we’ve had here, I’m feeling insult on injury since I can’t get out.
It’s easy to fall into a “woe is me” attitude when I’m sick. I’m so much less than patient with the days-long slog from sick to well, but I keep reminding myself that it could be worse (there’s an Iowan for you–we tend to think it could always be worse and it could) and that I still have much to be grateful for. Every day is something to be greeted with joy and wonder, snotty nose or not. Every day is unique, and every day is the only day I have.
I found this video recently, and it gets that point across beautifully. Enjoy it, share it, take it to heart.