It's been a bad day. Another migraine, dizziness, and nausea. You know, the usual. I'm trying to remain upbeat about it all, but I asked Tom last night,
"How many more months of this do I have?"
On good days I celebrate my changing body. I take the dog on long walks through our backyard ravine. I eat salad for lunch, and I do some yoga stretches.
But on bad days, nothing much helps, and I find myself lying on the couch staring at the wall.
Which is exactly what I was doing today when the UPS truck rolled up to a stop in front of my house, and deposited into my mailbox my pre-ordered copy of Bloom, by Kelle Hampton.
Excited? Oh yes, I'm excited!
I've written about Kelle's blog before, and although I know she receives a lot of criticism (on average, I receive 20 hits per day from people googling "kelle hampton hate" or "kelle hampton annoying"), I just can't help loving her blog. I know nothing about her personal life, or whether she's a "good" person, and frankly, I don't care.
What I know is that her writing inspires me. Her blog posts lift me up when I need to be lifted up. And her photography is truly stunning.
So after my bad day, I anticipate an evening curled up on the couch, savouring the first glossy pages of Bloom.