The sick has also given me, us, our pack of three, opportunities to contemplate things like:
- how much dust there is everywhere.
- how much money I have spent on stuff.
- how things like buying a car to replace the smashed Camry or grading seem completely monumental when considered from a prone position.
- that I am mortal and we are all going to die.
It is good to be on the upswing from the sick. Really good. It's good to take a walk in the afternoon with Bruiser and admire the weather, which itself is on an upswing from the rain/snow of earlier in the week. We have figured out how to buy the car, or The New Camry, as I like to refer to it. I am grading, or blogging, same thing, right now, and it seems possible that I can dig myself out of the grading hole, or hell, same thing, that I am in now.
Maybe that's the best thing about being sick--when you get better, you just feel grateful for what is. Getting back the ability to not feel defeated by your life.