It had finally come, my much anticipated weekend off in this year’s crazy wedding season. And we had plans for every second of that weekend, full of fun, family, and relaxation. It was going to be nothing short of amazing.
But my (probably exhausted) body had other plans when I started to get sick on Friday. Which only got worse by Saturday. Our plans to enjoy the day out in the suburbs, visiting, at my mother’s house were completely foiled. The farthest I could make it was from the bed to the couch. I was so frustrated at first, knowing that my mom probably planned some delicious meal, just for us, and that we had planned this day for weeks. I thought if I was stuck at home, maybe I could at least get some work done on the computer. But not even that was feasible…so the couch, my puppies, the Olympics, and the ever-doting spouse were my world for most of the weekend.
And you know what….that was totally okay! We hadn’t spent a lazy day like this together in a very long time. Granted I felt like I was dying for much of the time, I have to say that just cuddling with my loves and being disconnected from the world for a day, was just the medicine I needed. (I honestly don’t think I turned my laptop on once! THAT is saying something!) And in the midst of it at all…I felt grateful. So very grateful. To have a life that is pretty amazing even on it’s not so great days. A roof over our heads. A cozy den to lounge in. The world at our fingertips, watching the Olympics on television for most of the day. Medicine to help cure my ailments. The best live-in nurse a girl could ask for…my spouse! Two sweet puppies who know just when you need cuddles. And just a good life! Even when I’m feeling all kinds of sick, I’m grateful for this life.