Gratitude 12.14.09
Today, I’m grateful for good days. Really good days.
I’m not talking about a day where something exciting happens. I’m not talking about a day of shopping and eating out. I’m not talking about a day of doing nothing. I’m not talking about a day when something memorable happens. In fact, you probably won’t even remember this kind of good day a month from now.
I’m talking about a good day. It’s a day when you wake up and you feel good. You feel refreshed. You accomplish things. Your body feels strong and healthy. You feel productive. You’re calm. You enjoy the tasks and chores for the day. You feel in control, confident and content. It’s a good day.
Days like these are more profound for people that suffer from fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue syndrome, arthritis, depression, lyme disease or any other long term ailment. For some, good days are rare. When you’re going through a long spell of pain and exhaustion, it is hard to remember what it’s like to feel good.
Last Monday was a good day for me. My fibromyalgia symptoms were almost noneixistant. I woke up before my alarm went off, and felt rested. That almost never happens. I had a productive and enjoyable day at work. I went grocery shopping. I cooked dinner. I cleaned the house a bit. I felt no pain. I felt no exhaustion. It was a good day.
During the winter, especially with this cold and wet weather we’ve been having, good days do not come often for me. I can go weeks, and sometimes more than a month without a good day. When a good day does come along, I am so grateful. Good days bring me hope. They remind me that I have dreams and goals that are bigger than just making it through the day without my body crumbling beneath me. When I have a good day, I feel that I am adding value to the world around me. Good days push me to get through the bad days. Good days cultivate more good days, and that is something that I am deeply thankful for.
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I’m grateful for good days.
I’m grateful when my wife has good days.
I’m grateful for my wife.
I can relate to that kind of good day. I don’t think that I suffer from any of those long terms ailments, but I can say that having asthma and allergy problems do cause me a lot of suffering when I’m not pregnant or caring for a baby. Right now? Forget it. A rested day seems like a far away land that will take me a couple years to reach. I’m sure you can relate to that as Moanna was a baby once, too. I can’t imagine having to cope with both the sleep deprivation and stress our sweet babies bring AND the pain of fibro at the same time. You’re one strong momma!
Every once in awhile I get one of those days that makes me think maybe the monster left the cave. But, it gets homesick and always returns within a day or so. It’s like having a broken wire that just happens by chance to re-connect for a short time then slips out of place again. But, aren’t those “normal” days amazing? Gosh I know exactly what you mean. Too bad you had to use a good day up working… Hope the next one comes on the weekend…the day after your chores are all done and you have nothing to do but enjoy your energy doing something fun.