Health
Do I value our health enough? Henry got the all clear from the pediatric specialist yesterday regarding his seizures. We were ecstatic and relieved and also a bit cheeky...we knew it, he's amazing yada yada. I feel like we could value our health more and I know that when we age and our bodies inevitably start to fail we will look back at this time and think of how healthy we were and didn't know it. There is peace in knowing that we are healthy and strong but also a bit of granted taken. We are young, relatively speaking. We had our kids young. We are racing around like chickens with our heads cut off most days trying to complete all the tasks required in running 2 businesses and looking after a young family. We are lucky we are able to do it with well bodies. We hit the gym 4 times a week, or in Adam's case 6 times a week. We use our bodies for good and we love our bodies but are we truly grateful?
The kids get sick yes, viruses are unavoidable. We get sick, this winter has been yucky for illness but we've so far avoided the big scary ones and feel blessed when we apply for insurance etc. and the agents remark how lucky we are to be so healthy. We talk with our kids about healthy choices. We talk about the importance of being grateful and we talk about how everybody dies because we know so many cases of people who have gotten the worst of what illness has to offer. We talk and talk and talk and for that I'm grateful. (Here is the gratitude again, it's been a particularly frustrating day in the business of being in business). We run and play and jump and bounce and dance and dance and dance. We are lucky. If I keep repeating it maybe I'll feel less like the other shoe is going to drop. Maybe the sense of impending doom will go away. Where do these dropping shoes and grey clouds come from honestly? From fabulous to downtrodden in a matter of weeks, this too shall pass I'm sure. I still look like I have my shit together so at least there's that :)
The kids get sick yes, viruses are unavoidable. We get sick, this winter has been yucky for illness but we've so far avoided the big scary ones and feel blessed when we apply for insurance etc. and the agents remark how lucky we are to be so healthy. We talk with our kids about healthy choices. We talk about the importance of being grateful and we talk about how everybody dies because we know so many cases of people who have gotten the worst of what illness has to offer. We talk and talk and talk and for that I'm grateful. (Here is the gratitude again, it's been a particularly frustrating day in the business of being in business). We run and play and jump and bounce and dance and dance and dance. We are lucky. If I keep repeating it maybe I'll feel less like the other shoe is going to drop. Maybe the sense of impending doom will go away. Where do these dropping shoes and grey clouds come from honestly? From fabulous to downtrodden in a matter of weeks, this too shall pass I'm sure. I still look like I have my shit together so at least there's that :)
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