I've been mostly off the grid and on the couch this week. My empathy for people suffering from the flu or chronic illness has grown 100 fold. I haven't had the flu, just something related that will.not.quit.
My voice is slowing returning. I'm still trying to stay
So far this is super happy, isn't it?
It's been kind of interesting not having a voice all week. My phone rings and I don't even think about answering it. Last night as we were going to bed I started to say something out loud to my hubs and he told me to rest my voice. Hmmmm. My voice is irritating right now, even to me because its soft and scratchy, and then there's that pesky cough, but still....he actually wondered aloud if once my voice is completely back to normal I will start talking and not be able to stop.
I had a lot to tell him this time last week, but it all seems rather unimportant now. Maybe I've become that person who is quietly contemplative as opposed to someone who talks because she likes to talk. Ha!
I ventured out into the deep freeze for a quick minute on Wednesday because we needed something from our safe deposit box at the bank. It was 7 degrees and I was wearing a heavy wool coat, a fur collar, lined gloves, and I was still cold. The guy getting out of the car beside me was in his gym shorts and a warm up jacket. I get why women wear full length fur coats. I do not get this.
Here's a few things that have made me happy this week-
text messages that contain the word Momma
my comfy couch
words with friends
homemade chicken noodle soup
seven deer playing in the front yard under a big brilliant moon
a husband who calls home and says he's picking up dinner
a husband who brings me a cuppa, draws me a hot bath, and who doesn't complain about the incessant coughing even though I know it's super annoying and likely keeping him awake at night
a husband who makes me laugh even when I feel crummy
Conversation hearts in a big glass jar make me ridiculously happy.
I may have eaten one for breakfast.
Then there's this-
The view that greeted me as I came down the stairs this morning.
In the midst of frigid temperatures and laryngitis and short dark days we get this.
Kinda impossible not to feel a little bit happy.
"The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims His handiwork." Psalm 19:1