The humid air from the Gulf Of Mexico has receded, and I am feeling the relief from this particularly uncomfortable Missouri summer. I love September! Every year I look forward to the northern breeze that September brings. The drop in humidity is marvelous. The ups and downs of the barometric pressure generally even out, and the living is good once again in the Missouri.
I was not in the best of shape, RA wise, this Spring, but I planted my flowers anyway. My husband helped, and I am so glad he did. The flowers are also feeling relief from the summer heat and they are absolutely beautiful. Butterflies and humming birds stop by to take advantage of the flowers in full bloom.
I have been out on the porch a few times this morning trying to get a picture of the visiting hummingbirds feeding on my flowers. It hurts a bit to hold the camera, because my wrists are swollen, but that is okay. I can still hold my Nikon, and I count that as a blessing. Unfortunately, no hummingbird pictures have been captured yet this morning. That is okay, too. It just gives me another excuse for sitting on the porch and enjoying the blessings of September.
There is something magical about nurturing flowers, animals, and people. It gives one a chance to take a vacation from the daily grind of living with a chronic illness. The pain and fatigue of RA can suck the life right out of you, if you let it. I have been there and done that, and I don't ever want to do it again.
My favorite therapist, Ms. KC of black and white kitty club fame, is another blessing I am counting this morning. She has been with me for a year since she was discovered, all alone, tiny and wet, and hiding in a culvert with a broken leg a year ago in.....in September.
Ms. KC seems to know when I need to rest. I was typing away on the computer a few hours ago when she abruptly jumped up on my chest and blocked my view of the laptop screen. I didn't brush her off. I shut down the computer and let her nestle her furry, little head against my cheek and take a nap. I gave her a kitty massage and she purred away. At the same time, the pain in my wrists began to ease and the exercise of petting my purring friend seemed to help ease the stiffness. KC really is a great therapist!
My husband is giving the homily at church this weekend. He has three masses to attend. I am going with him this evening where I will greet my friends who sit in the back of the church because they need the space that is available there for their walkers and wheelchairs.
Every Saturday evening, as I walk in, the folks in the back look up and wait for me to make my way to where they are sitting. Every Saturday they ask me how I am, and I tell them I am as ornery as ever. This makes them smile, and it warms my heart when they smile. A few hugs and pats later I am in my seat, and feeling good about giving and receiving love.
I do not know why I have designated September as my special “Count Your Blessings” month, but I am glad I did. It helps me focus on what is important in life. It makes me thankful for simple blessings. I hope all of us take the time to be thankful for simple blessings and enjoy the peace and sense of well-being they bring.
Published On: September 12, 2011