It is like a miracle.
Every have the feeling that you really ought to just stay in bed?
Today I tried to go to my writers group. I meet with these great women writers twice a month. We catch up on life and review each other’s work, sometimes in unequal proportions, but mostly with the amount of discipline required to really help each other become better writers. Today we were meeting on one of the Christine’s boat (There are three Christines!) for an end-of-the-year potluck. It has been lovely here for nearly a week straight, so the boat seemed like a great idea. Then today dawned grey and drizzly, not rainy exactly, but piddly and wet. Still, the cabin of a boat is nice too, so we gathered our potluck food and started to head out to the marina.
I’ve never been to this marina before and mapquest said it would take 17 minutes, which I totally DID NOT believe. So I gave myself 40 minutes, put my strawberry-rubarb crisp in the car and headed out. Of course, the mapquest directions were long and I got lost, then stuck in bumper to bumper traffic, then lost again. I finally called Christine and got clear directions and told her I was going to be late. At this point it was really storming and the rest of the group had decided to abandon the boat and wait for me in the parking lot before driving to Christine’s house. Okay. Right. Good Plan.
Then I got hit by car, the driver of whom waved merrily at me and then drove away!
Needless to say I did NOT make it to my last writer’s group of the summer, and instead returned home to take anti-inflamatories for the whiplash and for the blindng headache that was being inhanced by the lovely group of guys who are jackhammering up my front porch.
Thankfully the meds worked, and the sun came out, and my car is not much damaged.
In light of trying to make the best out of bad days and painful things, I leave you with this beautiful illustration of and from Frida (English Language Edition)“>Frida, a children’s books for all ages. May we all learn to turn our pain into something beautiful. That would indeed be like a miracle.
Shalom,
Rachelle
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Oh Rachelle! It sounds like you need a hug, a trip to the chiro. and a big mug of chammomile/lavendar tea! (Hoping the tea is a safe comfort for you?!) I’m so glad the sun came out, the meds did their thing, and the car’s not bad. It still sucks though when stuff like this happens!
Turning pain into beauty? I’ll need to pull this post up at home. DD1 will appreciate it. My precious baby seems to be starting a migraine pattern that breaks her mama’s heart. It looks like the migraine genes that skipped my mom and went from grandma to me aren’t skipping my girl. :( We go in for neck x-rays this week, and increase chiro appts, will likely add a supplement or two and then monitor for the next couple weeks. Though, my gut says we’ll end up at a ped’s neuro. anyway, I want to ensure a fighting chance to holistic care. (for anyone freaking that we’re being neglectful parents, this is at the advice of her primary MD!)
Be gentle with yourself…whiplash can cause lingering pain. And allow yourself time to turn your pain into beauty. It’s there…you’ll find it! HUGS! –K
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