It's a lazy Wednesday afternoon. The kid's are crafting with a neighbor friend, I'm catching up on laundry and other to -do list things that harass me, and then it comes.
Quietly and slowly at first...
Then it slams me and I have to sit down.
Not so bad that I feel like I'm having a heart attack, but bad enough to be a reminder. A gentle reminder of a time when I would not have gotten any of those to-do's done because I could barely move without dizziness. A time when life was only about survival and I spent most of my day in bed feeling like a complete loser.
There was a time when anxiety and panic attacks ruled my life. Thankfully that time is not now, but I think these reminders are good things. I need to be reminded that my daily in and out (sometimes boring...) life is not a given. I take it for granted so often, because I forget. I forget that there was a time when I would have given anything for a boring every-day life.
Are any of our days REALLY a given? It's so easy to forget. Forget that we are not in control of our future, or our next moment. Take a moment, breathe, drink some coffee, and enjoy the every-day-ness or your world.