I’m finding it takes longer to recover from the workweek. It’s different than the past. It didn’t seem to take a physical toll before. Not that I should complain. One of my best friends is still doing very physical work into his mid 60’s now and what he deals with is punishing. But I’m still tired and my body doesn’t seem to just tolerate it anymore.
It seems to me life is about recovery. Be it a hard night of partying or stress or toll from a job. People are all the time recovering from personal loss. Recovery from tragic events from Mother Nature or just a long drive home after a long day at work. Recovery is constant if you’re trying to move forward. For that takes energy and devotion and strength. All of which need time to recover.
Sleep is one method. Unwinding with friends. Dinner night with your significant other. Maybe sitting in front of the TV with it watching you instead of the other way around. Reading a book, or going for that run. We all know these things but we get out of practice. Sometimes slipping into bad habits.
For instance, looking at grief. This is a very individualist type of matter. Everyone grieves differently and even for different periods of time. And yes it’s OK to grieve forever. I will never stop missing my parents just like most people in the world. I will miss pets I’ve had forever. But grief not balanced can be difficult to recover from.
Some are recovering their whole lives. Think about injured soldiers who have to live with huge struggles. Or the children born with defects in their bodies. All the people recovering daily from fighting cancer and other huge medical battles.
I’ll always be a recovering alcoholic. I spend time trying to recover my youth going for a spin in my little go-cart of a car. I’d love to recover some more time with my children when they were young. Sometimes going to my parent’s grave is a form of recovery.
I spend all day having random thoughts and then try to recover them when I sit down to write. I spend time going through old family things in hopes of recovering some heirlooms. I hope to recover from this dry spell of posting infrequently and recover an audience. But then again I blog for my own sanity and therefore I’m recovering some of the brain cells I seem to be losing.
It’s a shame we aren’t more kind to each other because we are all recovering from something each day.
Random Thoughts of the Day
- Days you feel creative are really fun. When you get a chance to act, it’s even better.
- Wouldn’t it be nice if we had a day free of insurance and drugs to fix whatever ails you, commercials?
- China Taste never disappoints.
- The more birthdays that are more special than your own are a good indication of how rich you are.
- Thinking I’d like to finish more things than I start tomorrow.
