New Normal

I rolled over and realized I'd managed to sleep in. It was 6:30 AM on Sunday. My former self would have shuffled to the bathroom and shuffled back to bed with visions of a croissant and a hot cup of coffee in my head, wondering when the bakery across the street would be open and wondering if I could get away with a ballcap or if I should fix my hair. I wasn't likely to meet up with anyone I knew, right? And what if I did? Would they even notice me?

The new me stretched my toes and my calves. I rolled my ankles. I pulled my knees to my chest and took a few deep breaths, moving the morning air as deep into my chest as I could and then slowly exhaling it all the way out, letting my belly expand in the reverse.

I sat up, took about 5 minutes to get dressed and brush my teeth and I was out the door.

My run is done for the day. I've had a bowl of high fiber cereal and some skim milk. I'm drinking my coffee as I write this. I'll finish off my second ginormous glass of water in a couple of minutes.

I just wanted to take a few minutes to connect with anyone who might be thinking that their situation might be hopeless. I was so far deep into the pits of despair a few months ago I didn't know if I'd ever get out. For some reason, something buried within me told me to start moving again. I know that I'll be working to keep my embers burning. It's a daily fight but the battles are starting to feel less like a struggle and more like, well...living.

We all have a spark. I live in daily gratitude that mine didn't go out. If you're wondering whether or not you do, I believe that yes - ABSOLUTELY, yes!!! Only you know where or what it is.

©Michelle Scofield, July 1, 2012 All Rights Reserved