Yesterday I had a very strange experience when I woke up… my head felt clear and I was mildly excited for the day ahead. Why was this strange? Purely because this has not happened for so long.
This morning the head was fuzzy and it has been a bit of a struggle all day, if completely honest.
This had made me realise more than ever that I have to take each day as it comes. I can celebrate when the head is clearer, but I can’t necessarily expect that to be the norm.
I met up with E on Friday for the first time in ages (in person anyway) and although there were tears, there was also a lot of chatting and a lot of wisdom. Some people have suggested I should look back to what made me lose weight and get healthy 3 years ago. But the chat with E and the last couple of days has cemented that actually I just have to remind myself of Psalm 118:24 ‘this is the day the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it’.
I can but hope that I will have more days when I will wake up with a clearer head, and when I won’t want to run away and hide, or hope that shaking my head will clear everything up. But no matter what is going on, it is what it is, it isn’t the past, it isn’t the future, it is today.