Good morning! I hope you've had a good week as the calendar turns to March. March always means that spring is near and that the trees will bloom and everything will turn green. I absolutely love spring and am always so ready for it after a long winter.
 
This past week was pretty challenging, which is why I didn't post on The OP. My daughter and I moved most of my things into storage and I brought a couple of suitcases to her place while I await the new (to me) apartment. After two years of honestly not doing much due to injury, this was a pretty daunting task. I'm so thankful for my daughter's help - she is truly a lifesaver.
 
We cleaned the old apartment from top to bottom, made a dump run to get rid of some furniture that was in poor condition, and got everything done. The word "exhausted" doesn't even begin to describe it.
 
Then there's the next-level pain. Chronic pain was something I'd never really thought about before this injury. Anyone who has been putting up with that for years has my very deepest sympathy because it is truly life-changing, both physically and mentally. By the end of each day I could barely hobble back and forth to the bathroom. Pain that never ends makes it hard to eat, hard to sleep, hard to relax, hard to even think straight. I rarely take things like ibuprofen because I had to take quite a bit of medication after the surgeries. Most of the time, it's just there, like another part of life, a dull ache that reminds me not to overdo it. But at times like this, I can't push it away, and I just have to deal with it.
 
I'm not writing this as a complaint but as a truthful accounting. The doctor tells me I'll probably deal with this pain for the rest of my life. While my ankle is now structurally sound, the issue was more severe than I realized. It has been a difficult adjustment to make, going from a person who walked miles and miles per day and traveled the world to how I am now.
But when life changes, it's in your perspective that you find some grace. Instead of considering myself "unable to travel very far," I try to use words like "homebody." Instead of seeing things as limiting, I try to see them as giving me other opportunities. Looking at things this way has helped immensely, but pain is still pain.
 
My daughter lives in the city in a vintage building surrounded by courtyards with the most beautiful trees and landscaping. It sounds like the soundtrack of a Disney movie with all the birds singing each morning. I can't wait to go out into the gardens in the afternoon and sit on one of the benches to read. It's so peaceful here and really doesn't feel that urban, even though she's smack dab in the middle of things. I'm grateful for this beautiful setting and time spent with my daughter.
Yesterday, I posted another chapter of my work-in-progress, Haven Hill. If you missed it, you can find it HERE. I hope sincerely that you are enjoying it. Writing fiction gives me a new sense of purpose while I go through the current metamorphosis, and it has truly been a sanctuary this past year.
 
The OP will be back on track this week with content from the whole team. I look forward to getting back into a writing routine!
 
Have a wonderful week ahead.
 
Stay safe and happy!
 
Love,
Daisy 
 
 
 
 
 

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