BAD DAY

So today was a BAD BAD BAD day!

Sunday night we had a terrible meal out at our favourite restaurant in Quesnel - The River Rock. It was a Sunday night and they got slammed with a table of 18 and then the rest of the dining room AND pub side filled up and they only had one cook and one service person on staff. By the time they got help in, well . . . an hour and a half to get our meal - and our meal was all wrong and bad.

Bottom line - Dianne and I both got to have wheat for supper. Yesterday, I was down and tired, with a sore throat and headache. Today was hell! Severe headache and DEPRESSION to the point that I just wanted to kill myself AND - it made sense to do so. After the first 3 hours, the rest of my symptoms kicked in (vision, dizziness, ears plugged, etc) and I realized that it was all the allergy! Scared me tho'!

How do kids survive when an allergy can make you certain that you are nothing but a handicap to all those around you. Until I got the clarity that it was the allergy, I was convinced that I would never work again.

Scarey! But feeling better tonight - just the hot/cold flashes, sore throat, head ache and plugged ears to deal with. This one was a really scarey and bad one!

Gluten and GLAIDIN ARE MY ENEMIES!

My Quiet Place

I am sitting at my new desk in front of my bedroom window feeling "at peace" with my world this morning. My window is open slightly (had to close it last night because the smoke was so thick I was actually coughing from it) and the lightest breath of air is coming in to refresh my cobwebbed mind. I am looking out on my yard where all our summer "things" are in place waiting for us to come out and play. My window sill has my new bedside water glass and jug in pink crystal with my candles and latest fav CD. The coffee is perking in the breakfast nook and, yes, Tom is snoring behind me. I have a collage of my grandkids in front of me on the desk (soon to be hung on the wall immediately under the window in front of where I sit.) My journals and journaling books are on the desk beside me - beckoning me to take the time to let my brain overflow onto their beautiful pages. There is a package of Victoria Creams Miniatures chocolates from Mary's Gifts (now being called Joyful Expressions) waiting to be opened and sampled. My Angel of Courage from the Willow Tree collection is sitting by my coffee coaster encouraging me to dive into my day.


Can you feel my space? Can you feel my heart overflowing? Can you sense the "rightness" of where I am right now?

I can and it feels glorious!