Life is about the small things, right? What that quote again...
" Enjoy the small things, for one day you may look back and realise they were the big things".
So that is what I have been doing. Or at least, trying. I started to take part in the #100happydays project, but, it turns out taking a photo everyday of your 'Happy Moment' when you've just got out of surgery and your happiest moment is either a book or the fact you haven't vomited, isn't all that exciting, in fact, its a little depressing. (Who wants to see 100 photos from a bed!?)That is not to say I *haven't* had any good moments, they've just been few and far between, and I am trying to make up for the 2 weeks spent in bed by hobbling about everywhere (That I can afford too) on crutches.
So this post really, is a little apology (and feeble excuse) to the #100happydays people, for being part of the 70% that don't manage to complete the 100 days.
Here is a few of my 'Happy Moments' over the last month or two...
|A day on the beach with my Papa|
|Wisting over Wildflower bouquets|
|Hand feeding Robins|
|Giggles and a Best Friend|
|Coffee and cake, with my brother and Papa|
|Morris Dancing in the sunshine!|
|*Finally* having surgery..!|
|And then finally being able to read and write, 3 days after having surgery...|
|Sunshine and Sushi with my Mother|
|And then LOTS more YO Sushi, with my Best Friend.|
Life is weird and full of ups and downs. I'm having my share of downs, and so I am doing my best to enjoy and acknowledge the ups.
I'm so glad to be the other side of my surgery, and able to walk around a bit more. Another few months of physio and things will seem so much brighter! I am just holding onto the fact that next year I will be completely healed, and this entire year will be nothing but a bad memory. Not that it has all been bad, but all the same; I am ready for it not to be my present any more.
~ The British Faery