Well a happy new year to you all! Yes I know its March and so a little late to say, but this is just how long it takes me to get back into an even routine, enough so that I am able to think my thoughts, never mind share them here. The natural world is bursting to life with spring growth and even the sun has been shining.
Finally I am able to announce, hibernation is over. Now is the time to shrug out of my duvet, my duvet like coat and raise my face to the sky. Vitamin D soaks through from those mild sunny rays and in my soul I feel that summer is nearly here.
For all the talk of global warming and the famous climate deniers, it seems clear in the seasons that the world is changing; Autumn and Spring are loosing out to Winter and Summer. I often ponder, how different I might be if I lived in a warmer climate, although in the past I lived on the South Coast, where it is much warmer than here in the north; I just remember being even more frustrated and depressed that I was trapped in bed while the beautiful days rolled by, the sunshine blinding through the curtains as yet another reminder of my bodies failings.
So how was the seasonal period? I ask myself. Can I even remember now? It seems wrong somehow to work on this blog and yet to have left out a whole period of life. I remember the lovely lead up, the Christmas films the seasonal cheer, the snuggling down against the cold. The raising of hopes for the future, the dreams and aspirations for the new year ahead.
The reality, fighting to stay awake, all the extra chores, the rushed shopping before the next Lockdown. (This another topic I have so far avoided, its on my list.)The extra effort the, enforced joviality and the looming sense of failure and disappointment as the twinkling lights fade and the dark swoops in.
Yes maybe it is best I avoid this festive topic, as I feel me drifting down the rabbit hole here. Let me just say, these national holiday periods can be very tough of those of us with invisible disabilities. All changes to routine and extra expectations can be a recipe for disaster. My advice to all CFS sufferers at these times is to keep it small, rest often and be firm with those around you. It will all soon be forgotten! Sounds like good standard advice for all, now I mention it.
Well I have wittered on enough I feel, no real structure to this one, just trying to get back into the swing of things. My optimism levels are high, the sunshine brings with it a brightness that fills my soul and I feel excitedly, mentally, energised, awaiting all that this year may bring.
Back soon, I hope,
Chris. xx
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