Well, okay, the plum tree is already in bloom, and I still have two more chemo infusions left. But still.... I'm trying to rush things, and why wouldn't I? This spring has been painfully slow in coming, and obviously I'm not just talking about the weather. Who can resist the urge to usher in little blossoms and flowers?
I keep a close watch during spring, searching the tulips, daffodils, and blossoming trees a few times each day for any new micro-moves toward bloom: A bud here, a new shoot there, a bit more color popping out of the Redbud. Might simple and diligent observance nudge them a bit further along in the process? Maybe not; the blooms will come in their own sweet time. But each little step is celebrated, and I'm glad to be witness to them.
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Today is a good day. A vertical day. Not only that, for the first time since before surgery, I ran. Actually, I went for a run/walk combo out on the trails out on the prairie--two minutes walking briskly, two minutes slowly jogging--for about a half hour. That's my kind of therapy, my own little micro-moves toward full bloom.
Fist bump from Chicago!
ReplyDeleteSame from Washington state! You look great and spring is almost here :)
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With the run/walk combo, sounds like you had a spring in your step! I have to say, I have always admired how tan and fit you always are. You're my model for that, as well as how for to deal with, and conquer, an unforgiving illness. In short, you rock!
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