In Case You Missed Me
We bailed on February in Michigan last month. If you live in the Midwest, you understand.
We celebrated 38 years of marriage on white sand beaches🏝☀️😎
We traveled for work and then hung out with some friends and family down south. Now we are back in the tundra, just in time for March to come roaring in. Hopefully, with more sun and southern winds, I'm not putting away the snow shovel (Craig's) yet. I do love being home, no matter the weather. Just more so in the summer!
I've been quiet on my website and social media these past few months, but on purpose. Yes, I've been traveling, but it's more than that. I didn't have a New Year's Resolution around it, but I did feel God calling me to do things differently in my life, both here and personally, in 2023, and I needed to spend some time figuring that out. I still am. However, I have learned some things I want to share with you.
When you create space by eliminating something, it can be filled by something new you did not see coming. At all. That happened, and I plan to share more with you when the timing is right. This is not the first time it has happened in my life, and I bet you can think of a time it has happened in yours.
Attitude is everything. I have known since last November that I would have foot surgery on March 1. I did, it went well, and I'm now calling it forced stillness. It's painful at times; this mandatory time out I'm experiencing, but I will survive.
I only worry about things once they are about to happen. Things like Surgery. I call it a gift; others might call it irresponsible.
It's all about perspective, although some prep may have been a good idea. I didn't want to overthink this whole surgery thing, but I prioritized a few things in advance.
I have some new suggestions in my watchlist, and if you have anything I should add, send it my way!
I purchased some super soft loungewear and renewed my Instacart membership.
The day before, I started being very responsible and dug out the supply list the surgeon gave me last November. Gulp, thank goodness for Amazon.
I have been maintaining a good attitude about this surgery and am treating it as a time to get some serious projects done that only require keyboards, books, screens, and people. I've never had surgery of any kind before, not even a broken bone, so I did not go into it with any expectations. Knowing God (and Craig) are taking good care of me is enough for today.
I miss writing. It is how I express myself; writing is the substance that fills me that is not a drug—bringing me immense joy when I share it—planning on doing more of that.
I should have time.
You might even get sick of me.
I look at what I've written here and see a beautiful story continuing to unfold. Not one thing here was present in my life while I was drinking. I take that back. Yes, we traveled, but it did not end well. Anniversaries were not celebrated, and writing consisted of a grocery list. Surgery would've been avoided for a few more years, or at least until I quit drinking, and my time would not be filled with anything but distractions from facing the problems my drinking created.
Thanks to God's grace that never runs out, I continue to grow in sobriety. There's plenty to go around. I'd be happy to point you in the right direction.
Peace on your weekend,
PS. Thank you for your prayers for healing and patience; Craig thanks you too, as he might also need a few prayers!