Today is February 29th, a bonus day in the year. It got me thinking: what would I do to make this day special? And then I broadened the thought: if all of us got a bonus day (and we do, every four years), how would we spend it? Going from one thing to another, mindlessly? Or would we live in each moment, enjoying life and all its quirks? And if we chose the latter, why can't we do that each day?
So, today I am going to live in the moment. Sure, I have commitments that are unavoidable, but there are opportunities for peace and contentment everywhere. Eventually, with that mindset, maybe I will be able to look at each day as a bonus day.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Friday, February 24, 2012
The Beginning
This is entirely foreign to me ~ I find myself creeping into the "new" technology at a snail's pace. Writing has always meant pen and paper, not the free form flow of a keyboard. I have been toying with the idea of a blog for a long time; after all, I've been writing since I was a little girl. I went to college for english and being a writer was a dream of mine for the longest time. Then life and grown up stuff and kids happened, and it got pushed further back. Still there, but not immediate.
I decided to take the plunge after I was hospitalized for pneumonia complications due to my bronchiectasis. I was coughing up blood and terrified of what might happen. After being told that 50-90% of individuals with bronchiectasis cough up blood, I realized I did not know nearly enough about this condition (which is classified under COPD on some sites). I am hopeful after I learn how to navigate a blog and post links that I can get information here that might help someone.
Lying there in the hospital, under the watchful eye of some wonderful nurses, I realized a few things.
Health and family (and friends) are the most important aspects of life. Without your health, life is narrowed. Without family it is narrowed even more. My parents, my boys, even my ex were there every day. It was humbling to realize just how much I had taken my health and family for granted. Each day is a gift, and I had been bogged down in the static of not important. My mind had continually leapt forward to each next thing on my to-do list, rather than appreciating each moment for its own worth.
I have a pretty fantastic family and extended family that stepped in and made sure my two boys were taken care of ~ homework, school schedules, etc. I felt guilty, but got over that when I realized that is just what family does. I would do the same for them, were the situation reversed.
So I guess I have just finished my first entry ~ and although it is rambling I do feel a sense of accomplishment. I am still in recovery, still unable to do a lot, but oh so thankful that I was "only" diagnosed with pneumonia. I am lucky, I was able to come home. I am able to hug my beautiful boys each day, and breathe.
I decided to take the plunge after I was hospitalized for pneumonia complications due to my bronchiectasis. I was coughing up blood and terrified of what might happen. After being told that 50-90% of individuals with bronchiectasis cough up blood, I realized I did not know nearly enough about this condition (which is classified under COPD on some sites). I am hopeful after I learn how to navigate a blog and post links that I can get information here that might help someone.
Lying there in the hospital, under the watchful eye of some wonderful nurses, I realized a few things.
Health and family (and friends) are the most important aspects of life. Without your health, life is narrowed. Without family it is narrowed even more. My parents, my boys, even my ex were there every day. It was humbling to realize just how much I had taken my health and family for granted. Each day is a gift, and I had been bogged down in the static of not important. My mind had continually leapt forward to each next thing on my to-do list, rather than appreciating each moment for its own worth.
I have a pretty fantastic family and extended family that stepped in and made sure my two boys were taken care of ~ homework, school schedules, etc. I felt guilty, but got over that when I realized that is just what family does. I would do the same for them, were the situation reversed.
So I guess I have just finished my first entry ~ and although it is rambling I do feel a sense of accomplishment. I am still in recovery, still unable to do a lot, but oh so thankful that I was "only" diagnosed with pneumonia. I am lucky, I was able to come home. I am able to hug my beautiful boys each day, and breathe.
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