I’ve been sick. Why does it take being sick to feel grateful for a healthy body?? I don’t know. I think it really is a blessing to take things for granted though. There are many things that are just in the fold of my life now. A community, good kind friends, an apartment to myself, a couch, soon a studio. It occurs to me that I’m already living in many prayers answered.
I have been wondering lately if the sickness has a purpose, or perhaps I’m just doing what I do best–producing meaning out of the primordial chaos. My notes app is a deep dark pit, I leave little bits and pieces there to sort through later. I found one note from early last week: “SMAD–sit my ass down.” Hm it seems some part of me already knew I needed to take a break and maybe the sickness was the divine enforcer. Or maybe I could have sit my ass down earlier and have avoided such a congested affair. Or maybe sometimes you just get sick.
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