The funk lifted and so did my spirits.

Hooray for a better day. The last residual of pain medicine has left my body and I have decided that stuff isn't for me. I think it affected my hope, my spirit, my mental state and my whole being. I think my body is such a finely tuned machine that when I add any of that synthetic stuff it totally messes up my equilibrium. When I woke up this morning, I could see the fog lifting and immediately knew I was going to feel good. My knee is doing great. Very little swelling or pain. My exercises help and making a trip to a local yard sale gave me great hope that I am on the mend. I have a special appreciation for people confined to home. I look back and wish I had gotten my mother out more in her last days, no matter how difficult the process, it is so worth the trouble to feel sunlight on one's face and the breeze through your hair. I so appreciate and miss the endless road trips to Walmart, Krogers, Goodwill, cheerleading practice and gymnastics. I so appreciate my role as wife, mother and community. I am going to treasure the gift of dirty clothes and being able to throw them in the washer and dryer, I am going to see the beauty in a dirty bathroom mirror splashed with toothpaste from the morning rush. I am going to savour the cooking of a meal and try a dance move when I put the final dish up from cleaning. I am going to sit and rock, just a little longer, on the front porch with my husband, count the yellow finches and talk about the lastest news. I am going to feel thankful when my legs ache from a long day of work. I am so glad to feel better today, actually, I am so glad to simply feel.