Transitions into any season wreak havoc on my body and spirit. This Spring was no exception unfortunately. It was the pits for me!! Between the pollen and the rapid barometer pressure shifts as well as the crazy temperature fluctuations, I felt doomed. I should have stayed in bed with the covers pulled over my aching head. Oh, that's right, I mostly did. Ugh. But as life moves on, I didn't really want to miss a moment of it. I get much more frustrated and lonely when bed is where I must stay.
Last night was a whopper of a loud thunderstorm, and I felt it was kind of a good way to end May. By morning the air and sky were clearing, the temps normalized, the birds were sweetly chirping, and my outside plants and flowers received heaven's rains. It was all good.
As I took my brief late morning stroll around the neighborhood, the sun shown brightly and the bees and the butterflies were busy about their day's work among the flowers. I noticed how green the grass looked and it reminded me of the green of Ireland. A true peace washed over my body and soul. A peace that had alluded me for some time now. I felt refreshed and renewed.
I thanked my Creator for the reprieve and temporary calm after the wicked storms of which I have been enduring.
Definitely, there is a sweetness after the storm.
I pray for all of you, my friends, to experience some of that sweetness too!
Since June is headache and migraine awareness month, I will again this year be posting some facts about the disease and try and shed some light on it. I will continue to share my personal story as well.