I was taken down yesterday by some ailment for a good 15 hours. Sitting upright and typing right now is a huge accomplishment...and I can't wait to go lay back down.
Being sick sucks. I don't have any sort of philosophical insight to offer today. I just want to feel better. I didn't spend my day yesterday trying to find a wonderful little tidbit to contemplate and expound on. I think I was cursing in my head a good portion of Tuesday. The best part of the day was when my mom stopped in when dropping off my son, and put her hand on my forehead. There's just something about a mother's touch...I hadn't felt that in a long time. Her cool soft hand somehow helped this thought enter my mind..."you're going to be ok". Wonder if my touch is like that to my kids. I hope so.
And now...I'm spent.
No comments:
Post a Comment