Today has been a tough day.

Yesterday was a really tough day.

Tomorrow there is snow on the forecast.  Possibly the last big snow of the season.

Up, down.  Good, bad.  True, false.  Circling, repeating.  Never-ending.

I’m glad for the snow.  Snow offers the reprieve of quiet stillness.  Solitude.  No pressure to do, act, participate, go.  A break from the unrelenting quest for normalcy amidst chronic illness.  Fatigue.  Body failure.  Gray days, snow, rain.  For me, they equal peace.

And right now, I need peace.  I need stillness.  I need rest and routine.  I need grace.

Xox, g