Healing … with friends

#SOL25 Day 012

Day six of being sick. I am feeling just a little better but am surprised  at this cold and it’s ability to sit me down. Our bodies tell us what to do and it’s unnerving how little we can control. It rained a little today, but I had bagels, and homemade soup, slept, and was delighted later in the day when a delivery arrived with lovely flowers, a candle, fancy lotion, and delicious turmeric tea, sent by a friend and work colleague, and it made me feel very loved. 

my sweetheart has come down with my cold too, so we made a big pot of tea and put the flowers in water and we lit the candle and both sipped and then fell in a stupor sleep for a couple of hours. We woke hungry and ate our delicious homemade soup and watched reruns of a favorite TV show. I read a book (by this same friend!) and wrote a poem, and my sweetheart is sniffling at his art desk and pushing through the completion of a hand illustrated and watercolored portrait of a female comic book character developed by a woman comic for his March for Women comics challenge. 

isn’t it art and friends that sustain us? 

Today it certainly was. 

it’s late and I’m tired again, huddled on the couch and writing on my phone to finish my own little blogging challenge here by marking the moments that are my life. This beautiful thing.