Sick

Being sick is a humbling experience. Nothing like a good old flu/cold/cough/sore throat/all-of-the-above to knock you down a few pegs. Starting a year off sick is admittedly not how anyone would want to start off a year. Resolutions are planned, ideas are still bright possibilities, and the creeping feeling of invincibility clutches at our heart strings?

Right?

Eh, yeah. Maybe not all of us feel this way, but I certainly did! When the clock struck midnight, signaling the advent of January 1, 2016, I was filled with optimism. There was nobody who was going to hunt me down and stop me from my goals! that lasted all of one day. January 2nd, I woke up with a sore throat, and today, I got hit by that awesome full-body soreness that pretty much renders you rather useless.

The point is, I think getting sick is a pretty decent equalizer when we start to feel like we’ve got it all taken care of. I had to rely on friends, prayers, and a whole lot of Vitamin C to get through today’s many activities. Without those, I would’ve been reduced to a sniveling ball of self-pity and tissues.

Thanks to all who helped out; lean on your friends and family! They’ve got your back. 

Well, either this page is starting to shake or my eyes are starting to freak out. Later.