Be A Blessing

Damn I'm Pretty

What a difference a day makes. With a blinding morning sun and the wind beginning to howl, winter is once again paying us Southerners a visit. Gone are the gloomy but warm temperatures of yesterday and Hello to Frosty the Snowman we true Southerners fear and dread. “We were not built for this…”, as many of my British friends say about visiting Disney World in July. But given the unpredictability of the times, a “once in 50 year storm” has now become more frequent.
 
So I sit here after a hot shower and a shave, looking good, but feeling like hell. My head is aching with what would feel like a springtime allergy, but it’s the dead of Winter. I’m pretty sure it’s me adjusting to the dry heat of our central heating unit. But I got the windows cracked open in my study hoping to draw in a little moisture, much to my wife’s dismay. So I ask myself if I have something significant I need to say. But the answer keeps coming back, No.
 
I guess some days aren’t meant for quiet reflection as much as appreciating what you see in front of you. Or to jump straight into the task at hand and use thee skills God(s) have given you. But often we lay around focused on ourselves crying in our coffee cups. That bemoan the day with their slogans like “Coffee Comes First” or “Life Begins After Coffee”. I mean I did feel bad this morning leaning of the grab bars in my shower, trying to balance while washing my hair, but I made it through. Then I dragged myself into the office, took my meds and started my day.
 
After a couple of hours the meds are kicking in and the damp cold air is helping my head. Life doesn’t have to be a chore all the time. Every once in a while a sweet scent from out the window hits your nose. And reminds you, days like these can be a blessing and not a curse.    
 
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