It’s a perfectly beautiful morning.
Yesterday’s rain is a distant memory.
It’s quiet, sunny.
A day full of possibilities.
I sit at my dining room table writing.
And think back to the last six weeks.
I had given up hope and my feelings were all tangled up in knots.
- My mother’s death.
- My slower than expected recovery (by me) from cancer.
- My resolve to prioritize what’s important and finding it hard to do so.
- My failure to show progress on my thesis and my decision to put it away for now.
- I wasn’t eating.
- I was barely moving. In fact, staying in bed was all I wanted to do.
Now, I sit at my dining room table. I feel myself returning to life. Or maybe life is returning to me.
At my lowest point, and out of desperation, my daughter said: get better for us because it’s clear you don’t want to get better for you.
That hit me like a dagger to my heart.
Maybe it was the reality check I needed. I don’t know.
What I do know is that my appetite is back, my energy is improving every day, and I feel closer to my self even as my self evolves into something new and better.
So, on this perfectly beautiful morning…
- I welcome back hope.
- I celebrate life.
- I affirm the desire to live again.
It’s a perfectly beautiful morning.
Elisa Waingort 
Elisa, what a beautiful moment of decision!
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Beautiful post thank you for sharing. Love your closeness to your daughter ❤️
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Yes, I share a lot with both of my daughters. In fact, I want to be like then when I grow up. 😉
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Despertarse y tener ganas para hacer algo cada día es lo más maravilloso que nos puede dar la vida. Muy lindas tus palabras Elisa.
Waking up and wanting to do something every day is the most wonderful thing life can give us. Those were some very nice words you said, Elisa :))
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Gracias, Jimena. Ojala lo siga practicando.
Thank you, Jimena. I am hopeful that I can continue to practice this.
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Thank you for sharing these inspirational words and your hopeful morning. I remember my mom telling me when I was down that things would look better in the morning – something I remind myself of metaphorically if not always literally. Sending love and healing thoughts your way.
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Hi Debi, Thanks for your comment. I also grew up with the idea that things always look better in the morning. I don’t know where I picked that up from, but it has helped me weather life’s storms. Thanks for your healing thoughts. Always appreciated.
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